That afternoon, Nick, Judy, Gideon, and Ben were in the grandstands, ready to watch the race. All of a sudden, in the corner of his eye, Nick noticed a familiar Jaguar wearing a white tank-top shirt in the grandstands. Nick couldn't see his pants because they were too hard to see. "Mr. Manchas?" Nick said. "Is that you?" "Yes." Manchas replied as he craned his neck to see Nick. "It's me. I can actually see out of both eyes now." "Great." Nick said. "Who're you thinking will win the race today?" "Elliott." "Ace Elliott?" Nick said. "The guy I met at the garage hours ago?" "Yes." Manchas answered. "Have a good time Nick." "You too Mr. Manchas." Nick said. "I hope Elliott wins today." As Nick saw the cars coming into the tri-oval to start the race, he clapped with excitement. "Boogity, Boogity, Boogity," Gideon shouted while he was on his feet. "Let's go racin' Boys!" Ben laughed at how Gideon sounded. "Who are you trying to quote?" Ben told Gideon. "D.W." Gideon answered with a grin.
A few hours later, Nick and Judy had their cameras out to film the last few laps of the race. As the white and orange 9 car of Ace Elliott, of all people, crossed the finish line. "I knew it!" Nick said. "I was thinking Elliott was gonna win." Nick, Judy, Ben & Gideon packed up, and made it to their hotel in Birmingham to spend the night.
