Upon arriving in New Rearendia, Siddeley was quickly greeted by the local residents. It quickly became clear that they loved visitors. "Hey guys, look, it's a jet!"

"And he's British!"

"Wow! An English-jet in New Rearendia? Awesomeness!"

"I wonder if he's a tourist?"

"Tourist in New Rearendia? That will be beawesome!"

"I wonder if the World Grand Prix gave our country more attention?"

"I hope so. We'd have to thank Rip for this!"

"That is, if he ever comes back..." That comment silenced the crowd. The thought of their missing race-car raced through their minds.

Finn exited the jet. "Oh, cheer up! That's exactly why we're here!"

"What do you mean?"

"We found him."

The New Rearendians grew excited. "You found Rip?"

"Where is he?"

"Is he ok?"

"Did...did you save him?"

Finn had to calm the crowd down before he replied. "Relax, relax, relax! Yes, we rescued him. In fact, he's in that jet as we speak!"

This caused mass excitement. The cars of New Rearendia surrounded Siddeley, eagerly waiting for their champion to come out. Holley exited the jet, and fought her way through the crowd to get to Finn. Clutchgoneski followed.

One of the cars noticed. "Hey, look, it's Rip!"

Finn thought that the New Rearendians couldn't get more excited, but they did. They were now surrounding Holley and Clutchgoneski, greeting their country's best race-car and asking Holley tons of questions. "Oh, Rip! We are so glad that you're home!"

"And we're so glad that you're safe!"

"Thanks for saving Rip, British Spy!"

"So who were the kidnappers, anyways?"

"What did they plan on doing to him?"

"Where were the bad guy's secret hideout?"

Clutchgoneski smiled. "I am so happy that I am home! And I'm so glad to see all of you again!"

Holley looked over the crowd so she could see Finn. "Finn, will you help me? I'm being bombarded with questions!"

Finn drove over to the crowd, and he and Holley answered all of the questions. However, the New Rearendians did not just want their questions answered; they wanted the whole story. Holley drove back onto the jet. "Mater, will you be so kind as to tell these cars the story of what happened? Cause apparently they want the story, and me and Finn are not that good of story tellers."

Mater smiled. "Why sure I will, Miss Holley!" As he and Holley drove off of the jet, Carla followed. The rest of the race-cars remained in the jet, as they had already said their goodbyes to their New Rearendian friend.

The New Rearendian cars surrounded Mater, and he told them the entire story of what happened. Finn and Holley were relieved by the fact that they did not have to tell the story, but they were annoyed by one thing: Mater was over-exaggerating everything. By the time he finished the story, the resident cars were talking among each other over the story, putting a lot of interest into the over-exaggerated parts. "Wow! A volcanic island! When the volcano was getting ready to erupt!"

"And a thousand lemons! A thousand! 1-0-0-0 lemons!"

"That's a lot of lemons!"

"Yes, it is! And they fought them all!"

"And just imagine: Francesco was just one inch away from his death! One inch!"

"From boiling magma!"

"That was a million degrees Celsius!"

"That must of been burning hot, baby!"

"Burn, Baby Burn!" One of the cars sang in response to the other's comment.

"And if being on an isolated volcano island was not enough, they were in a dense jungle!"

"The entire island was a jungle!"

"Actually, that is imaginable; we live in a tropical country."

"But still, after saving the race-cars and stopping the lemon leaders, the spies had to find all of the race-cars in that dense jungle! Before another evil car found them!"

"And just imagine what those evil lemon leaders were like! Pure evil!"

Finn sighed. "Mater, why did you exaggerate the story?"

Mater shrugged. "Cause that's story-telling!"

Finn sighed again. Holley smiled at Clutchgoneski. "Well, if they have any more questions - they should not, but-"

"They will," Clutchgoneski interrupted.

"Ok. Anyways, you will need to answer them, since me and Finn will have to be leaving now. Oh, and please, if you don't mind, establish the facts of the event. As in, let them know that the story was over-exaggerated." Carla drove over to Holley. The spy noticed. "Carla, what are you doing out here?"

"Well, before we leave, can I say goodbye to Clutchy?" Carla asked.

"Of course." Holley waited by Siddeley as Finn and Mater boarded the jet.

Carla and Clutchgoneski looked at each other. The Brazilian was the first to speak. "Well, this is the end of the road. We're gonna have to leave each other now..."

The New Rearendian replied. "Yes, my love, but I will be in your heart. Always. And who knows, perhaps we'll see each other agai-"

Carla kissed Clutchgoneski. Everyone who was watching, from the residents to the spies to the race-cars who were peeking out of the jet, awed.

After finishing the kiss, Carla spoke. "Yes, that is true, my love. Well, I must be leaving now. I love you Clutchgoneski."

"I love you too, Carla."

Another "awe" came from everyone who watched.

Carla boarded the jet, and waved goodbye to her New Rearendian friend. He waved back. Then Holley got into the jet, and Siddeley left New Rearendia. His next destination was Italy.