CH009 Piston Cup 3 (final race)

Max was currently in orbit sitting atop of a satellite. During the first few times he had been coming out into space, max noticed he was able to pick up radio signals and different wavelengths used for communications, data transfers and encrypted and secure lines, such as the satellite Max had currently attached himself to.

Max was listening to a secure line where familiar names where popping up like McMissile and an ongoing investigation slowly leading towards the Oil industry. It will be awhile before he finally gets his lead and the location of the oil rig in the second movie. But it was nice to know that max could keep an ear out for information and what was happening.

Before long Max was satisfied with the information he had heard and switched over to a news channel broadcasting the disappearance of one Lightning McQueen and the arrival of all other racers and their Trucks except for Hornets Racing as they had announced they would be doing final training at their home track.

Sitting there Max immersed himself in the memory of McQueen flying through the sky as he catapulted the statue back to its rightful place and tore up the road Max had kindly donated some money to to get redone while the construction company was still there.

In fact today was the day that McQueen would have his trial. So Max powered up his engines and released the satellite back into its orbit and took off heading back to radiator springs before it was noon when the trial was scheduled.

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As Max landed and transformed back into his Ferrari form outside of town, he noticed Sally making her way into the courthouse. Catching up to her he called out.

"Hey Sally!! What's going on?"

"Oh! Hey Max, nothing much just heading into the court, would you like to join me."

"Yeah, I'm right behind ya. Let's see what this city dweller is like."

"Oh you can't talk Max, look at you, you were made for the city life. I still can't believe you live out here with us." Getting closer to the court room we could hear Doc yelling at everyone to be quiet and to start the trial.

Pushing through the doors we hear Doc yelling that he wants McQueen out of his courtroom and out of his town.

Sally speaks up. "Now hang on Doc, your just going to let him go, I had a whole speech planned out and everything."

Doc sighs while Sally proceeds to rile everyone up and McQueen was finally sentenced to fixing the road.

The following days went as normal with McQueen rushing through the road to getting Doc to agree and train him, however he kept complaining about having to train in the dirt track when there was a perfectly good race track that Max was using currently. In fact Max noticed McQueen sneaking onto the track late at night to practice.

Max decided it was time he left and sent a message to Rusteze to tell them that McQueen was at radiator springs before he left in diesel.

—Few hours Later—

With Diesel pulling up to the entrance for the racers to enter the paddock for the track. You could hear the yelling of reporters trying to get answers for their questions, flashes blinding Both the massive truck and the unlucky racer who just happened to look out the window right into the flash.

Finally pulling into the gate and leaving the reporters outside the racers area did max relax. Luckily he was already in his mustang form so if anyone did get a photo of him he was already in the correct form. Glancing towards the tv that was above him. He saw the news of Lightning McQueen found after Rusteze received an anonymous tip of his location, and that he would be arriving to the racetrack later that night in time for the race the next day.

—Next Day—

"Welcome everyone to the second Dinico race of the week."

Max could hear the presenters talking through the speakers placed throughout the stadium as he got ready to start the race. Moving through the paddock, Max could see cars and forklifts rushing around getting everything ready for the race.

Over yonder, he could see McQueen looking sad and deflated with only Mack next to him talking.

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We were now on the track warming up our tires and getting closer and closer to the starting line. The flag drops and we peel off into the first lap of many. Going round and round again switching between each other for 1st, 2nd and 3rd.

Pushing each other to the rev limits, McQueen loses control and spins around losing traction and his sense of direction heading off track and towards the dirt on the infield. Watching him I see the iconic moment of when he finally drifts thru the corner, grass and dirt flying from his tires, as he accelerates to control himself, flicking up like a tail. He continues to slide like that before his front starts to come forward and he's back on the track ready to race again in first place. Smiling to myself, I knew now was the time to show the world who the new piston cup winner would be.

Pushing forward I dropped the King behind us as I caught up to McQueen, slowly I went wide around him and continued to accelerate. As if jogging past someone walking, I passed McQueen and continued to pull away. My engine screaming out and the ground rumbling as I lead the way, Continuously increasing the lead I had on both of them. Going round lap by lap. Pushing myself closer to the wall and watching as cars got pushed back from the wind coming off me. I could hear the roars and cheers from the crowd becoming deafening.

In the next 6 laps I could once again see the tails of the king and McQueen ahead of me. Smirking to myself as I slowly caught up to them again, like a shark stalking it's pray. My body of the car sticking low to the ground and my exhausts glowing red from the heat produced by my engine.

We were coming up to the final lap, and the race was as good as finished with my impressive lead of catching back up to the other two.

The checkered flag was seen in the distance. As we raced towards it.

The finish line flew towards us as we raced through it. The race was finished. I had won my first piston cup in the new world that I now live in.

As I eased of the accelerator and cruised around for another lap, I could hear the crowd around the stadium yelling my name.

MAX!!

MAX!!

MAX!!

Cameras were flashing, the ladies were screaming, I bet the whole city could hear the shouts of celebration echoing out of the stands. I bet if you looked up you could see the clouds seperate from the sheer volume everyone was yelling and honking at.

What happened next was a blur of doing donuts on the grass, to standing on the podium, and having pictures taken left right and center.

After the ceremony I could see Tex talking to McQueen about being the next racer for Dinico since king was retiring. He had already approached me earlier this season about being the replacement but I denied, and why wouldn't I, I'm creating my own legendary racing team, Hornets Racing!!!

As I looked over the crowd in the pits at the racers, I knew that my life was only just getting started and my next adventure was only just around the corner.

So as I nodded goodbye to McQueen in the distance I slowly backed into Diesel and we left the track to head back to radiator springs, in wait for either my next race or my next adventure, whichever came first.