Max drove along the road. He saw many passenger cars also driving along the road with their owners inside. He passed the kart racing course, and saw many kids having fun with driving the karts. Soon after, Max reached at his team's headquarter. It is located in America, mainly because that's where WTCL takes place. At there, he met the race cars that tease him.
"Hey loser! Where did you go?" Cale Huffaker, a Mercedes Benz C-Class W202 DTM asked.
"Oh, nothing Cale. I just went on some driving." Max said, although he was a bit annoyed.
"Hey Max, you know what? Doesn't it feels great to be a loser?" Cale asked in a mocking tone. Then everyone started laughing. Max couldn't stay calm anymore.
"No, Cale! Not good. It's boring and lonely." He said. "And besides, I'm not a loser! I'm trying my best in races!" He was a bit mad.
"Then why do you always finish lower than 15th?" Another race car asked.
"Well, that's because…"
"Hahaha I knew it!" Cale shouted. "You don't know what to say! You always did!" The other racers laughed again. Max was getting more mad.
"Oh, by the way Max, I wanna say you this; You'll never be a champion, because your just a loser who will always be hopeless!" Cale said. Max was completely mad, but tried to stay calm.
"Come on guys, let's go and have party!" Cale said, and with that, he and the other race cars drove away. Max glared at them angrily.
The moment they were gone, a human named George Cyper came. George is Max's crew chief. "Hey Max, you okay?" He asked.
"Not really sir." Max said in upset voice. Then he drove to his garage.
After that, George went to the team's manager. "Hello, manager." He said.
"Why hello there, George." Manager replied. "What's wrong? Your face looks pretty worried."
"I don't know sir. I'm just really concerned about Max."
"Oh, okay. How did he looked like?"
"He looked upset. I wanted to do something but I decided not to because it would make worse for him."
"Oh yeah. That could be a good idea. I don't want him to be more upset."
"Yeah, me too sir." There were 15 seconds of silence before George spoke again.
"Well, I gotta go now for work. See you soon, manager."
"Okay, bye George."
Then George left manager's office.