"And there he is! Last years piston cup champion. Jackson Storm. With 8 piston cups! Breaking the record for most cups won by a single racer followed by our two champions with 7 cups Lightning McQueen and Strip Withers". Jackson waved as he walked to hisnpits at fans and cameras. He smiled. He still loved the spotlight most the time.

Cruz retired a few years ago. She won 3 piston cups in her career. Jackson and Drift were just more aggressive and dominant. But she retired mostly for the better of their girls. Jessica began to get into trouble constantly. Which concerned Cruz a lot.

Sky, now 19. She was working for Lightning in his shop a few days a week. Kind of a part time thing.

Jessica, 13 was still in school. She was a hand full for Cruz and Jackson though. Really testing Jackson as she was starting to get into boys.. made things tense sometimes at home.

Usually the girls were home a lot with Cruz. But they always made sure to come out to the first race of the season..

"You're gonna do great babe." Cruz said as she and the girls walked up. "Hey! There's my girls!" Jessica hugged her dad. He had been gone for he past week. Magazine photo shoots. Interviews. Getting new gear for the race today. Sky stood beside Cruz. Sky black hair, pale skin, tight blue jeans and converse. A high pony tail. She was his tomboy. Jessica wore some shorts. Sandals. Cruz was sporting some tight running pants and bright yellow sneakers. All then wearing a Jackson storm 2.0 shirt. Cute.

"You're gonna won today dad." Jessica said with a smile. Jackson chuckled a bit. Proud of her confidence and faith in him. "I usually do." Jackson replied with a smile.

"Racers line up!"

Jackson kissed Cruz quickly and spoke up "Gotta Go. See y'all in the winners circle. And you later tonight?." He winked at his wife. Cruz rolled her eyes with a smile and slapped Jackson's backside "Go kick some but!" She joked. Jackson went off putting on his helmet and getting into his car. Driving off. Settling in first position.

And their off! Jackson Storm leading the pack!

Jackson gunned it. Getting into his own line. Getting comfortable. Within the first two laps he was passed by one the cars. He noticed it was a new driver. But it didn't bother him. He drove behind the racer a bit. But he passed them pretty easily.

'100 laps to go and Jackson Storm has the lead.'

'Taylor is two behind. The rookie is right behind Jackson Storm!'

'Calm down. Storm will give the rookie a chance at least.'

"Is the rookie behind me still?" Jackson asked his crew chief. His coach answered "Right behind you". Jackson smiled and said "Not for long." And with that Jackson gunned it. Hard and fast. Leaving the rookie behind.

'40 laps to go! Jackson staring the season with his usual lead!'

'I believe he's going for cup number 9!'

20 laps...

Jackson's coach spoke up. "You're way ahead buddy. Looking like another win!" Jackson chuckled a bit and snapped "What else did you expect." He held his lead.

10 laps to go...

"Jackson rookie coming up on your tail." His coach informed. Jackson glanced behind. He blocked the rookie a few times. But the rookie sling around. Gaining up Jackson's side. The racer was side by side of Jackson. Throwing a wave out at Jackson as the racer hit the petal and gunned it! Leaving Jackson behind!?

Jackson stared. Unsure. He'd been passed before by a few other racers. "It's.. it's no big deal." Jackson muttered to his coach. His coach nodded. It really wasn't at the moment to Jackson. As his career went on he didn't mind sharing the spot light at times.

Jackson crossed the finish line right behind the rookie.

Nose to tail! The flag waved!

"Jackson Storm takes second in the first race of the season!"

Jackson pulled into his pits. His daughter ran to him. Jessica grabbed and hugged him. "Awesome dad!" Jessica said happily. Jackson slug his daughter around and smiled "Always Jessica." He put her down. Staring at the rookies car pulling in. The announcers began to speak up with a bit of amazement..

"Hold onto your hats race fans! We have a new record!"

Jackson looked up at the big screens. Smiling a bit expecting it to him. Breaking his own record. That would be alright.

"Breaking the current top speed of 220 mph by our champion Jackson Storm, setting a new record of..

228 mph! Is our newest racer,...

(Okay whoops! I know I said I was gonna try to do so many words. But I thought of two different new racers to be Jackson's rival! And could make the story go different ways! So you guys choose the new better, younger, faster racer!)

Herbie Howly, a fine young man.

(Could cause Jackson not only to feel threatened for his career! But what if his oldest Sky developed a small crush for the guy!?)

Or...

Shelby Banks, an attractive young woman.

(Could not only threaten Jackson's career. But imagine how he'd feel as a woman passes him up and the temptation she pushed on him with her aggression)