CHAPTER 1: INDY 500

Sweat dripped down my neck. The cold metal of my helmet banging against the back of my head. The ringing of radio waves in my headphones, his voice chanting, "Come on, Rookie! Only one more lap, kid!" My leathery gloves seemed to meld with the sweat on my hands to grip to the steering wheel, and I slowly bit down on my wet lip. I could see his reflection in my mirrors. Hicks, stalking me at a rate of 200/mph. Then, I saw it, about 100 yards away, the finish line. I was close, first place and I was guaranteed to be in the Piston Cup this year. Then, it happened.

"And Lightning McQueen takes first place in the Indy 500!" Darrell Cartrip roared.

I eased up on the acceleration, and looked out my windows. The crowds stood up, cheering and screaming with happiness. I knocked my head back into my seat as a large smile creeped across my face.

"WOO-HOO!" I screamed. I passed by the pit, and watched Doc as his voice rang through my headphones, "You did it kid!"

"We did it, Doc!" I smiled. I could see Guito and Luigi jumping up and down, Mater had Sally in a death-grip hug. As I pulled into the pit, my pit crew rush around me as I jumped out.

"Well, it's been another promising race for McQueen, no doubt," Cartrip said.

"Absolutely, Darrell," Bob Cutlass said. "Well, this has been quite an amazing race today, with 6 spin-outs and 4 crashes. By the look of McQueen and his pit crew, I think their pretty excited about today's outcome." The camera zoomed into their pit, a mad tangle and mess of fans and pit members and security guards. Cartrip smiled and relpied;

"The only real question left now is, who's gonna win this year's Piston Cup?"

A/N (AUTHOR'S NOTE): Yeah, I know, short first chapter. Next chap. up REAL soon.

QOTC (QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER): For reference for a friend, where would it be best for Lightning and Sally to get married someday? Make sure to answer, it's important.

Paris, France

Venice, Italy

Honolulu, Hawaii

London, England