The clock showed 6:30 PM, thirty minutes before the start of the party. Yoana felt nervousness take small swipes at her as she started her journey from Volvoda, her home town 15 minutes away from Radiator Springs. As her tenseness dissipated, she turned on her lights situated on near the edges of her undercarriage, allowing her to illuminate the road under her in sea green and also the yellow lights under her lighting strike designs and the white ones on her tail spoiler located under the hurricane emblems. She also let her tornado icons radiate in white light. A few minutes later she thought she heard shouting and laughing from far behind her, even a "she's your type, man," but wasn't fully convinced. Seconds later she found herself unwillingly bathing in someone's sharp, almost purple light generated by their full beam headlights. Boisterous laughter exploded from behind her, panic overtook her but an idea popped into her brain. Yoana abruptly shut off all of her tuner lights in unison then, exposed her metal spikes, which deterred the DRH, except for one member from going further with her. Boost was still using his full beam headlights on her as Wingo decided to quickly near her. Yoana, hearing the sound of a harder working engine approaching her, promptly generated electricity from her spines, enabling the electrical discharges to dance between the tips of them.
"Get back, Wingnut," shouted the purplish grey gang leader.
The one with the ladder spoiler disobeyed the command and using his interior lighting tried to get a better view of Yoana then, whistled at her for fun. Not even a second later Wingo experienced quick, intense and painful vibrations throughout his body accompanied by metallic clicking and buzzing sounds. Yoana sped off into the darkness, a confused Wingo gradually slowed down whilst pulling over to the side of the road followed by his friends.