When I arrived at the qualifying rounds I was surprised to find Luke already there setting up a tent for the qualifying rounds.
"how did you beat me here?"
"express shipping. That's how."
"cheater."
"hay you didn't specify how I had to get here."
"true. So have you already signed me up?"
"yes I have. You are competitor number twenty."
"thanks for doing that Luke."
"no problem."
"oh before I go talk to the competition can you quickly disarm the sidewinders."
"sure thing and you also have to make your way over to the official's tent so that they can make sure you don't have any illegal parts or fuel."
"alright I'll head over there now."
As I taxied to the official's tent I passed by Rip-slinger's tent and Dusty's tent. When I passed Rip-slinger's tent I heard one of the twins remark that I looked weird because I didn't have a propeller. I just ignored them because I know what they did last year in the wings around the globe rally. When I was passing by Dusty's tent a wrench came flying out and nearly hit my cowl. I stood there for a second letting my mind process what just happened before I exclaimed, "What was that?!"
I looked over at Dusty's tent just in time to see his mechanic, Dottie, run out of the tent. When she saw me she instantly started to apologize for the thrown wrench.
"I'm so sorry sir. I didn't mean for that wrench to come flying out here."
"it's alright. It missed me by a fraction of a meter."
"Few. That's a relief."
"Dottie what's taking you so long."
As soon as that was said, the famous Dusty Crophopper rolled out of the tent followed by the Skipper. When the Skipper saw me he didn't look very pleased while Dusty had a look of curiosity.
"oh who are you you?"
"my name is Jet Jetstream and I'm a..."
I didn't get to saw what model I was before Skipper cut me off.
"your a Russian sukhoi su-25 frogfoot."
"yes my model is from Russia but I was born in the United States."
"that doesn't change the fact that you are from Russia."
"Look. I don't want to talk about this because I haven't been having a good day."
When I turned to leave Skipper noticed the sidewinders I had equipped to my wings.
"What's the idea rookie carrying live ammo outside of the military base?"
"oh these. They are disarmed so they are basically useless."
"I wouldn't be surprised if the officials told you to remove them from your wings."
"well speaking of officials I need to go over to the check in tent. Have a good day Skipper and Dusty."
With that I left and entered the check in tent.
"I'm here to be inspected for the races."
"alright park on the right and I'll see to you in a second."
I taxied over to the right and the entire time the tug official had his back to me. It wasn't long before the tug turned around to inspect me but as soon as he saw me he looked like he was about to have a panic attack.
"don't shoot!"
He hid behind his clipboard out of fear. It took me a second before I realized that my sidewinders were still in the ready to fire position.
"oh! Sir these sidewinders are disarmed."
While I was saying that I put all but one away inside my wing. The one I left out showed a screen that read 'missiles disarmed.' The tug seemed to have calmed down when he read the screen.
"few! I thought you were going to shoot me or something."
"I would never fire my armaments at civilians."
"good but for future references I would recommend you keep those missiles stored away in your wings."
"will do sir."
"alright lets just get the rest of the tests finished then you are good to go."
(an hour later.)
"there we go your all checked. Just remember to keep those missiles inside your storage bay."
"will do sir."
After I left the inspection tent behind I went back to my tent to find Luke setting up a basic camp to last until qualifying rounds were over.
"wow your back early."
"the inspection process doesn't take as long as I thought it would."
"that's good to hear. Now why don't you go around and talk to the other competitors and get to know a few of them."
"I've already met Dusty and his crew and I don't want to go near Ripslinger's crew."
"well I heard a rumor that your not the only jet powered plane in the competition."
"Really? Who?"
"I don't know. Your just going to have to look for them yourself."
"*sigh* alright you win. I'll go meet the other competitors."
With that said I left me tent to socialize with the other racers.