Unbelievable
As Dusty took off the runway Chug opened up his book called "Racing for Dummies." Chug was actually a fuel truck that was painted green. He never forgot what Dusty looked like since he was the only orange crop-duster that he's ever seen! Also Dusty had a very big passion for racing. He was trying out for the Wings Around the Globe rally and was sure that he could win since he had this-feeling inside of him that he can be more than what he was built for.
"Ok so…what do you want me to do first Chug?" asked a very excited Dusty.
"Uh-let's see some vertical loops!" he answered.
"Copy that Chug."
Dusty flew up vertically and then then turned upside-down.
"Yeah baby!" Dusty yelled only to be answered by a metallic clanking sound from the front of his fuselage and a puff of smoke from his exhaust pipe.
Chug saw it and suddenly became worried that Dusty is losing control of his engine.
"Dusty! Are you okay? What was that smoke?" he quickly asked.
"I-I think I jammed a piston again!"
Chug sounded relieved as it was not the first time this has happened and he knew what to do.
"Come-on Dusty let's get you to Dottie's!" he calmly said but in a shaky tone.
Dottie was an expert mechanic and also one of Chug and Dusty's best friends. They met her when Dusty had fractured one of his wing ribs while day dreaming and crashing into a tree.
"Okay Dusty! What do ya' got for me this time?" she asked in a annoyed tone.
"Well I was-uh-flying, and-uh-I felt my engine clank-so-uh-yeah…." He lied.
Dottie just rolled her eyes as if this was the 100th time he had told her a lie. (It was actually the 77th time he'd lied to her.)
"Whatever let's get you checked." She responded.
After opening his hood she found out that he did jam a piston but also dislocated it.
"Dusty you've jammed a piston and dislocated it. In other words you were flying at speeds you're not supposed to fly at…" she started.
"But that's not you you're a crop-duster! You wouldn't have gone flying at those speeds…"
"Yep! Low and slow!" he said nervously.
"Unless you were racing again!" she concluded.
'"No! No, no, no-Okay yes. But Dottie, I want to race! I-I just don't think I was meant to be built for this!" He agreed.
"Dusty! This kind of attitude will cause you to crash! You are going to be flying one day when suddenly- turbine failure! 'Oh no I'm going down!' ", she imitated, " 'Oh no! The orphanage! Fly out of the way! CRASH-KABOOM!" she exclaimed as she threw a wrench at the ground which ricocheted and hit a lamp that sparked and flashed off.
"Whoa, that was-vivid-and specific! Which is exactly why I need you to come with me and Chug to the qualifier tomorrow at 6:00 p.m.!" Dusty happily announced.
"You're unbelievable Dusty…" she sighed.
"You here that? I'm unbelievable! Right Chug? ...Chug?" he glanced over to Chug.
"Aww the Orphans!" he sobbed.
All Dusty and Dottie could do was stare at each other.
