The racing suit-clad rabbit threw herself out of the Formula 1ML racecar, struggling to climb out for a moment due to the height of the much larger racecar. She rushed towards the now-flipped identical car, aside from the livery, spluttering out curses in a panic.
"Shit, shit, shit! Nick!" Judy yelled, dodging other cars that didn't stop. As she reached her friend, she began to push the crumpled shell of his racecar. Flamed bit at her small body, but didn't do any damage due to her racing suit. Two fire marshals soon arrived, but with empty paws and easily flammable clothing, rendering them useless.
In fact, every fire marshal that reached the scene then didn't have a fireproof suit (or fireproof anything, for that matter.). However, one was bringing a large fire extinguisher, clearly made for a larger mammal. Judy ran towards and grabbed the extinguisher from the marshal, and started spraying the burning racecar in a valiant attempt to keep her friend, who was now yelling for help from under the car, alive.
Unfortunately, the extinguisher barley managed to contain a portion of the fire, and Judy threw the now-useless fire extinguisher to the ground in frustration.
In a second attempt, she began to start pushing the car again, but was stopped before she got very far by a marshal.
"I'm sorry, but you aren't doing anything by pushing." The elk in marshal garbs pulled her shoulder back, and Judy looked at him. "Can you just please move to the other side of the track? All we can do now is wait for the fire engines."
Dejected, Judy walked away from the burning, now noticing that she couldn't hear Nick's yells anymore. All she could do at this point was hope the fire engines would come soon.
The first engine would arrive eight minutes later.