Lightning snickered at docs former self.The newspaper from back then showed the hudson as a selfloving old git.Someone who Lightning was familliar with, but ignored that fact.He was sat in the fromer race cars garage looking in awe at his trophies, that was untill he saw the newspaper.

It had long since gone sunset and by the night light, the red racecar was guessing it was far by ten o'clock.A yawn escaped his mouth as he rolled to his own cozy cone. not noticing a shadow lurking silently behind him.
Lightning heard a small grunt of an engine, from behind him.He panicked, spinning around.nothing. 'Damn tuners playing with me!'
Lightning rolled about town, hoping to find the culprit who had inspired fear.Because of course, the rookie did'nt like his pride smashed.

He halted confused to find the gang in the impound.Each glaring at him, beside the muscle car who was sound asleep.
Lightning chuckled at the looks he was given,"oh come on boys, its not like you didn't deserve it."
The gang leader boost was going to reply, when he stopped.
The rookie glanced about the boys who were awake, surprised as to why they suddenly looked to stiff. He smirked cockilly reversing, but bumped into something in the process.
"oh, hey sherriff, i heard something and thought it was the tun-" He cut himself off when he turned around.
Doc stood over him, a bored expression about his face as he looked the younger one over. Lightning looked confused, "doc? what are you doi-" this time, the older car cut him off.
The whole front of  lightning was swallowed, his back tires frailed wildly as the rest of him was swallowed.
The DRH stood mouths a gape at the scene. the hornet burpedt with satisfation. "you boys wont be mentioning this to anyone will you?" the three shook there heads violently.
Doc smiled."good"
Wingo was first to respond,"DAT WAS MESSED UP! YO!!"