The next morning, Lightning was rudely awaken by the sound of some very loud horns.
There was also yelling, saying, "WIPLE FILTER! COME OUT HERE!"
Lightning then opened the doors to reveal a group of cars he hadn't seen in a while.
One is a really dented ambulance, with a green bumper, the words, Rambulance #5 spary painted on his sides. The back doors he has are broken, and flap open when he goes fast and turns.
Another was a busted up RV with avery old and rundown appearance with white livery, with light green and the number 00 sloppily painted on his doors. He also has a ring on his grille, resembling a bull.
The leader has the bodywork of a yellow school bus but has bigger tires that all have the shapes of two wrenches spray-painted on them. She has blue eyes, two large exhaust pipes which resemble horns that shoot out streams of flame when she revs her engine and charges, chains going through her hood and fenders, a circular saw blade painted red with the word "stop" in capitals, and several symbols painted on her sides (including the number "58"). She even has a smaller tooth between her front teeth.
"Miss Fritter?" asked Lightning, "What are you doing here?"
"Well, we would like a rematch from Thunder Hollow!" said Miss Fritter, "What you say, Muddy Britches?"
"Um, well," said Lightning, "We don't have the proper track here, and-"
"HEY!" said a voice, "Ain't you all them demolition derby crew!?"
Everyone turned to see Mater, and he asked, "What you doing here?"
"Oh, we are just looking to have another race with Lightning McQueen!"
"Well, good luck, he's the fasted car in these here parts... after Cruz."
"Oh, Lemonade is here too?" asked Fritter, "Well, we'll have a proper race, with full bashing and crashing!"
"WAIT, A DEMOLITION DERBY!? CAN I JOIN!?"
"Why not," said Fritter, "You got the looks, and the dents you need!"
"GREAT!" said Mater, "I even know a perfect field we can race in! It's not an official track, but it's close enough!"
"Hear that Wiple Filter, you got a date, with Miss Fritter, and the Crazy 8 crew!"
The demolition cars then took off, with Lightning really not wanting to get into this.
Mater then lead the group to the field, with a small crowd, a few extra racers, and everyone was looking at the racers.
"Alright," said Sheriff, "Now, I want a clean, proper, and safe race, as safe as a demolition derby."
Mater was giggling very happily, and said, "Oh, this is gonna be great! I haven't gotten a dent that's not a friendship dent in years!"
"Oh, I'll be sure to give you one to remember," said Fritter.
"Luigi," said Sheriff.
"Okay, on you're marks, get set, uno for the money, dos for the show, threc for the-"
"GET ON WITH IT!" yelled Fritter.
Luigi then backed up a bit surprised, waved his flag, and said, "And go!"
The cars all raced forward, and Miss Fritter was quick to bash into some other cars.
Mater, meanwhile, was slamming into everyone, left and right.
"HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"
Jackson was watching, and saw Lightning get bumped, and almost thrown into the air.
Dr. Damage then slammed into Mater, with the tow truck flying in the air, laughing, and landing on his wheels.
"AGAIN! AGAIN!"
Miss Fritter was bumped by Avry, and she reversed, and slammed the RV onto his side.
Just then, Cruz and Lightning got some cover from the brush, and Lightning said, "Okay, I have an idea."
"Well, let's hope it's better than getting into Thunder Hollow Crazy 8," teased Cruz.
"Oh, ha ha," said Lightning, "Now, listen-"
Lightning was cut off as Dr. Damage came, and rammed him onto his roof, and then Miss. Fritter then slammed into him.
"HEY! I'M COMING FOR YA FRITTER!"
Miss. Fritter then turned to see Mater, staring down at her.
A tumble weed rolled by, and the two trucks glared at each other, each one reaving their engines.
Then, Mater took off, right towards Fritter, and she followed.
The two screamed, and rammed into each other, with Mater being flung into the air, and getting his hook stuck on a rock side.
"HA HA! I GOT A NEW DENT! THANKS MISS. FRITTER!"
"Anything for Lightning McQueen's Best Friend!"
Cruz and Fritter were the only ones left.
"Don't think this will be like last time, Ramirez!"
"Oh dear," said Cruz.
Fritter then charged forward, and was about to bash Cruz, until she was moved out of the way, and Fritter toppled over.
The one who pushed Cruz, was Jackson, shocking many cars.
However, Jackson was stuck in the mud.
"Oh no," said Jackson.
"NOBODY TOUCHES HIM!" boomed Fritter, "HE IS MINE!"
Jackson tried to get free, but his tires just spun in place.
Fritter was leaning over, and starting to get back up on her wheels.
She finally did, and looked angry at Storm.
"I remember you! You were part of McQueen's crash during your first racing season!"
"Um, that was a long time ago! We've made amendments!" panicked Storm, still trying to move.
"You may have," said Fritter, "But NO ONE, messes with MY Wiple Filter! You, are about to feel the wrath of the Lower Belleville County Unified School District!"
Miss Fritter then charged, and rammed right into Storm, with her pushing him into a rock, cracking his spoiler.
"HA HA!"
"Miss. Fritter has left the track!" said Sheriff, "And according to basic racing rules: Any racer leaves the track under any circumstances, they are automatically disqualified. As such, Cruz Ramirez wins by default."
"WHAT!?" exclaimed Fritter.
"I WON AGAIN!" cheered Cruz.
After cleaning up, Miss. Fritter and the Crazy 8 crew were standing before Lightning and Cruz.
"You win this time," said Fritter, "But we'll be staying in town for a bit."
Lightning and Cruz got a bit tense.
"Don't wanna miss seeing your race! We'll be cheering you guys!"
"Hey, come on," said Mater, "I'll show you fellers around!"
The demolition crew followed Mater, as Cruz found Storm getting a new spoiler fitted.
"Hey, Storm," said Cruz, "Thanks for the save."
"It was nothing," said Storm.
"Why'd you do it?"
"... Because you're my friend. And..."
"Do you have feelings for me?"
Storm then stopped, and said, "N-N-NO!"
As soon as the spoiler was in place, Storm took off.
"Well, I got some for you too," said Cruz to herself.