Lightning hit the brakes! Screeching the Bolt to a stop at Willy's butte. He then. Crawled out the window and walked over to where Sally was standing at the side lines. "Alright. I got her warmed up. You ready?" He asked with a smile. Sally bit her lip and asked, "What about the ledge?…" Pointing to the drop off. The same place where Lightning had to learn turning right to go left. Lightning snickered and explained, "You're not driving out here. I'm having you drive her back to the house." "Oh. Wait, on the road!?" She asked. Lightning nodded then held up a finger and said, "Wait. Hold on." He ran back to the Bolt and grabbed his helmet. Rushing back over and putting it over Sally's head. Tightening it to her size. "There. I'll be driving behind you. You can hear me through the radio though. Just do what I tell you and you'll do great." He smiled. Sally nodded. But she was a bit nervous.
Sally bit the gas and the car spun out, sliding a bit. "Okay, okay. Hold on. Ease on the pedal. Don't press so hard." Sally sighed. Then metal sounds grind. Lightning bit his tongue then reminded, "Shift… Please…" Sally embarrassed, laughed it off and shifted before lightly pressing the gas pedal. Moving the car onto the asphalt road and out of the dirt. It was actually really difficult to get it to turn. "Why is so hard to turn!?" She asked as she struggled. Lightning followed behind and explained, "She's made to go fast. The slower the speed, the more work you gotta put into it. Go a bit faster.. Like thirty." He instructed. Sally pressed the pedal gently. Afraid she would spin the Bolt out again. "Why am I wearing a helmet if I'm going so slow?" She asked. Lightning chuckled and explained, "Just in case you press that gas pedal a little too hard."
That totally didn't make Sally nervous at all! Lightning followed Sally behind the Bolt. She was doing well. For slow speed. He wouldn't not dare have her go much over 40 in that thing though. As much he loved the Bolt, it wasn't the Bolt he was worried about. He didn't want anything to happen to Sally. Sally struggled to turn the car onto their drive way. Pulling the wheel to turn. Then the car made the grinding metal sounds again. "Shift, Sally." Lightning reminded from behind through the radio. Sally tried but she wound up going into the ditch a little with the front end. Lightning chuckled and asked, "Were you even aiming for the drive way?" Sally snapping, "I don't know how you turn this thing!?" "Well, I work out." He parked on the road then got out and walked over to the race car that was partially in the ditch.
Sally sighed and looked at him. Lightning motioned for her to unbuckle and get out. Sally then had trouble with the buckles. Lightning reached in and helped then hit his head on the roof of the car as he pulled out. Sally barely crawled out. Finding it difficult to get out the tiny window with the huge helmet on. She basically fell out of the car and into Lightning's arms. He caught her, helped her stand then took off the 95 helmet. Sally sighed, "Sorry for the bad parking job. I have no clue how you or any racer could get out of that thing quickly when needed." Lightning then pointed inside at a red switch. "See that?" He asked. She nodded.
"That's the kill switch. Watch." He then flipped it and instantly the Bolt cut all power. "Oh. That's it?" She asked. Lightning then realized what he did. "Fuck…" he muttered. Sally raised a brow and asked, "What's wrong?" Lightning slapped himself in the forehead before explaining, "The kill switch cuts all power and fuel to the car. For good. You have to replace the line to get it back on." "Oh… You goofball! You could have just told me! You didn't have to demonstrate!" She laughed at him. Lightning blushed and defended, "I can't help it! I was distracted by a beautiful blonde in a sexy ass car!" Sally just rolled her eyes to that. Lightning crossed his arms, "Yeah… Guess I'll be calling Mater." He smiled like an idiot. Sally stood up on her toes and kissed his lips. At least he was cute….
Lightning noticed Cal and Bobby staring at some of the garages. He walked up and asked, "Hey, guys. What's going on?" Bobby crossed his arms as Cal answered, "Two rookies just replaced two racers." "What?" Lightning asked. Bobby snickered. Lightning didn't understand and asked, "But it's mid cup? How is that legal?" "It's not." Bobby growled.
Cal then explained, "The president changes the rules. Seasoned racers can now be replaced by rookies who can take their points and continue in the cup as long as they can qualify with a certain speed." "What?" Lightning said in shock. The three stared at the new rookies. Lightning didn't like this. The President was letting sponsors keep points that their racers earned over the past months and give them to rookies who just showed up and were fast? Replacing racers like they were nothing? Cal, Bobby and Lightning would not say it to each other yet. But they were worried. The rules, the sport, the racers… Were changing….
Lightning was walking back to his garage to prep the Bolt. Had to make sure everything was good after the little training session with Sally a few days ago. He walked by one garage where the President was speaking with another racer. The President noticed Lightning and ran to his champion. "Hey, kid! I want to talk to you after the race." "What? Why?" Asked the 95 driver. The president snickered and explained, "Well, need to go over a few things. New rules.. New ideas. But I'm still deciding on a few things. This race will determine those decisions for me. So give me a good race, champ!" He smiled and slapped Lightning across the back. Lightning honestly just felt nervous. What the hell was on his shoulders?.
Lightning walked into his garage and closed the door behind him. Letting out a sigh. Sally was sitting on the hood of the Bolt. She could see the stress in her husband's eyes. She hopped off the car and asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing. No worries." He smiled. Sally raised a brow and scolded, "Now, you know better than that. I can tell you're lying. What's really wrong?" She asked. Lightning snickered. Smoking a little at his wife. She was smart. "The president made a rule that really… It persuaded sponsors to replace their racers." "What do you mean?" "Sponsors can now keep their original racers points to keep position in the cup and replace them with a younger driver who will take over immediately.. Not after the cup." "What?" "Two were replaced today… I fear a few more will follow.." "Rusty and Dusty would never do that to you." "I know that. But… These are good racers. They earned their places in the cup. It's not fair to give everything they earned to some rookie.." "You're right.. It's not… I'm so sorry…" Sally mumbled.
Lightning shrugged. He couldn't do anything about it. "The President wants to speak with me after the race. He said a decision he has to make depends on this race." "What? Why?" "No clue.. But I'm worried." Lightning admitted. Sally took his hands in hers and said, "Don't do that. You don't race well when you're nervous. Just go out there and be the great Lightning McQueen I know you are." She smiled. Lightning smiled back at her and kissed her lips softly. "Thanks, Sal." He whispered softly. "Wish me luck!" He added as he grabbed his helmet and hopped into the red 95 car….
Lightning walked through the pits. Making his way to his. Sally standing next to the tool box when Jackson Storm walked up. "Morning Champ!" The rookie greeted. Lightning had to take a breath for the oncoming stress. Lightning turned to face the kid as the rookie asked, "How's our living legend today?" Lightning glared before answering, "Still very much alive, thank you. Now, I would appreciate it"-"You know I can't believe I get to race THE Lightning McQueen! In his farewell season." Jackson smiled and patted Lightning on the shoulder. Lightning seemed confused and asked, "What are you talking about?" But Jackson walked away. Leaving it at that with the legend. Lightning knew though. He and the President had been talking. Which meant more than likely, the President had began favoring Storm and giving him special treatment now…..
Lightning pushed his car. Storm was in the lead! Cal behind him. "Come on!" Lightning shouted as he hit the steering wheel of the Bolt. He was furious! Then Lightning noticed behind him. Cal let up. Why did Cal do that? Bobby came up behind Lightning. Still, weird of Cal. Lightning pushed his car. A red light blinking. She was over heating. "Fuck!" Lightning snarled. It was two laps left. "Come on!" He coaxed his car. Pushing her. Shifting and trying to stay behind Storm and follow his line!
Storm glanced behind him. He snickered. McQueen was struggling. He smiled. Final lap. Storm gunned it and left Lightning and Bobby in the dust! "What!?" Lightning shouted in shock! What the hell was going on!? POP! Lightning heard and the bolt began to rev. Lightning realized she was steaming hot! He crossed the finish line and quickly pulled into the pits. "Coming in hot!" He announced to his team. Speeding down the lanes and into his slot! He screeched to a stop and hopped out the car.
White steam just pouring from beneath the hood. You could hear her boiling underneath the hood. Lightning sighed with a frown as he took off his helmet. He just killed his car. Not completely. But he knew she'd need new parts after this! Which meant more work and tuning. Storm then pulled up next to Lightning and took off his helmet before shouting, "You alright there, Champ? Hey, don't feel bad if your classics can't keep up with the new mods. It happens. She'll look great in a museum!" Then sped off to his team. Lightning hated this guy….
Lightning walked over to the President's tent with Sally by his side. They walked in and the President stare sat Sally a moment. "This was a more personal conversation, McQueen." He warned. Lightning's brows lowered as he snarled, "If she goes, I go." The President sighed and grabbed a beer. Handing it to the racer. "Drink, McQueen. You'll need it for this news." That worried Sally. Lightning poured the alcohol all over the ground. The president rubbing his eyes and snarling, "That was a waste.. Look. Let me cut to the chase here. You… Haven't been doing so great out there. Storm is winning. Four in a row. And research shows he will keep winning." Lightning crushed the can in his palm then dropped it to the ground.
The president rolled his eyes and explained, "I've decided to go a different route. Which means… I won't be letting you get away things like I have been. It was a good run, but you're no longer the fan favorite." "Excuse me?…" Lightning growled. The president placed a hand on Lightning's shoulder as he continued, "Fans want more of Jackson.. Less of you… Stats don't lie. You're becoming old news, McQueen. Maybe time to consider retirement. A fair well season, hmm?" "What!? No! I have more in me! I'm still the champion!" "You haven't won a single race recently. And in my opinion, you won't. Let's face it. Storm is better than you ever were. And look how promising you were in your glory days." "I'm still in my glory days! I have a lot more to give! Storm is a fluke!" "A fluke that has won more than you did your rookie year already. The kid has more potential than you. And I have to make money. Storm is the better risk at this point. I'm sorry." He apologized.
Lightning glared and snarled, "Like hell you are." The man nodded and added, "This means… The pills… I let you get away with them because you were… Well… You… You get four left. Two more weeks worth of meds. Then… Just like any racer, the medications you take have to be approved." "What?… You are taking away the anti depressants? Just like that?" "They aren't approved." "YOU MADE ME TAKE THEM!" "And I shouldn't have." He admitted Sally then butted in with, "Cutting Lightning off like that can really mess with him. You can't just cut him cold in two weeks!?" The president stared at Sally and Lightning a moment then replied, "It's not my problem."
Sally furiously argued, "Not your problem!? He could spiral! I won't let you get away with that! I'll"-"What?! Make a case? That will sound great. McQueen's wife defending him in a case where he has been taking drugs that aren't approved for nearly the entire year! He will be suspended if you do that! Possibly worse." Sally looked at Lightning. Her hands were tied. It was either let this evil man get away with this and take away the meds or make a case, expose Lightning for taking the banned medications which would ruin his career in an entirely different way! The president did feel bad but explained, "I'm sorry, kid.. But.. It's just business…" Then snapped his fingers and had the McQueens escorted out. Sally and Lightning glanced at each other. Oh Lightning was pissed!
"Stickers…" She began, but Lightning only snapped, "No! I… He just!.. I need a walk!" He began to and Sally followed but he turned and snapped, "ALONE!" Sally froze. Staring at him. She felt so bad for him. How dare the president say such things and do this to Lightning! Lightning walked off. Needing to take a moment to collect his thoughts and breathe. Sally frowned. This was going to get bad…
"Jackson Storm sure has made an impact Darrel, with six more next generation rookies in the field." "With six more veterans fired to clear the way."
Sally walked into the trailer to find Lightning on the couch. He was stressed and laying there. Eyes closed. She shut the door and he instantly said, "Yea?…" Sally sighed, "Are you okay?.." Lightning sat up and began complaining, "No! How could he do that to me!? I mean… I'm the fucking golden boy! I have made him more money than any other piston cup champion! And… I can't go back…" "Back?" "The depression… What if it comes back?.. I've been great! We've been great! Four pills?… I can't do it.. I can't go back to that!" He was panicking.
Sally walked over and sat next to him. Rubbing his back with one of her hands. "Stickers… If you want to race… I hate saying this, but you don't have a choice. You have to stop. But can I recommend you take two pills this week. Then one and make the last one last an extra week. Draw it out." "I can… But… What about us?" "Us? We'll be fine. I truly think the meds helped, but I don't think you need them like you think. I'll be right here the entire time." She assured.
Lightning took a deep breath. He was so worried. Afraid the dark thoughts would return. But he did have her. "Thanks, Sally…" He said with a small smile. Sally smiled back then an idea! "How about we go over a few ideas.. For our… Exploration into our sex lives?" She asked. Lightning snickered, "If you still want to. I was actually thinking about that the other night." Sally was happy. Distracting him worked. "Great! What were you thinking?" She asked. Lightning stood up then knelt down in front of his wife and explained, "Let's go over everything we've done. What's okay and not okay. Afterwards, I want to go over your pain tolerance with different items."
"Pain tolerance?…" Sally nervously asked. Lightning nodded and took her hands in his. "Yeah. I did order a few things to try just for that at first. We can go from there. It's just to see what you can handle and what you like to handle. Once I know those things, we can start to really have fun." Sally thought about it for a moment then nodded. She then asked, "Do I get to find out your pain tolerance too?" Lightning's brows raised. "Uh. Well… I mean… I guess?…" honestly he wasn't sure what she meant. But one thing for sure, Sally had distracted Lightning from his bad visit with the president and the stress of racing right now and that was enough for her…..
It was late the following night. The couple were home at their house and getting ready for bed. Lighting walked into the bedroom with a box that had come in the mail. "What's that?" Sally asked as she pulled the blankets down. Lightning set it on his dresser answering, "Remember when I told you I ordered a few things? They came." Sally sat on the bed on her short nightgown. Staring. Lightning noticed the look on her face. Curiosity and fear. He smiled and assured, "I won't just use these on you. You can touch them, play with them, and when you're ready, let me test them on you. All I ask is once for each thing. If you don't like it, I'll toss it and never use it again." Sally nodded and asked, "Well… Let's do it now." Lightning raised his brows and asked, "Like.. Now, now?" Sally nodded.
Lightning stared at the box then at Sally and went over his idea on more detail. "So… My plan is to use my hand first. Just to show you what I'll do. See… I'm… my thing is more of this thing called impact.. Play… and pain. I know it makes me sound horrible. But it's not like I just enjoy hurting women, hurting you. You have to enjoy it for me to enjoy it. Other wise, it's basically abuse." Sally nodded. Listening. "So.. My idea.. Was to slap you gently in different places with each of these objects. Hands first. And you rate the pain on a one to five. Five is bad and means I will never do that again in that place with that item. Four means maybe once in a great while. Three can be you tolerate it and I could do it here and there. Two is great. Two means I could slap you in that place with that object over and over and over. One is basically crap and honestly I won't do it either. It just doesn't do anything. Is that simple enough?" He asked.
Sally nodded then asked, "How do I need to sit for you?" Lightning snickered then stood in front of her and said, "Let's start with you leaning over the bed. Ass up, on your toes. Hands first. You get positioned while I set the toys in front of you on the bed so you can see them."
Sally leaned over the bed. Watching as Lightning lay out the toys in front of her for her eyes to see. Lining them up, she saw a switch like twig, a small paddle, a green flogger, a purple feather duster looking thing. What the hell had she gotten herself into!? Sally bent over and waited. "Remember, my hands first." He reminded. Then SLAP! "Ah!" Sally yelped as he spanked her ass! Then he waited. "Rate it." He ordered. Sally nodded answering, "Two." SLAP! He spanked her again with his hand. Sally moaned a bit. That's when Lightning knew. This was going to tease the hell out of him!
Then SLAP! "Fuck!" Sally yelped as his hand slapped the back of her right thigh! "What the fuck!?" She shouted. Lightning leaned over her and growled, "Pain scale.. Sal…" Sally sighed, "I.. Three…" "Good…" he replied then stepped back again. "'Now… I'm gonna start using these objects. Only in the same spots I just did with my hands." Sally nodded. Then watched him grab the purple feather duster thing. First, she felt the soft feathers pet her ass. it felt funny. But then POP! "Fuck!" She yelped! "Four!..". that one stung! Lightning then brushed her thighs with the soft feathers. Back of thighs. The left then the right. Sally bit her lips and whimpered. She knew this was going to hurt! POP! "FIVE!" She yelped loudly. Instantly Lightning put the duster back then knelt down and kissed Sally on the thigh. Sally moaned. Feeling his hands around her thigh.. His lips… So close to.. To her area…
Lightning then stood up and grabbed the green, short flogger. She grabbed the bedding. Nervous about this one. It looked intimidating! Lightning brushed the end against her ass. "Don't be afraid to use the traffic light rules as well…" He said in a soft and deep tone. Sally nodded. Keeping silent. Lightning then reared back and CRACK! "Oh!" Sally let out loudly. He said sited her pain rating. Swallowed loudly before answering, "I… I think a three…" "You think?" Lightning asked. Sally took in a deep breath then asked, "Could you do it again?.. So I can think about the pain again?"
Lightning hesitated. He had started to catch on that she was putting his pleasure before hers. He didn't like that. So instead of whipping her ass, he feared back and CRACK! across the back of her thighs! "Fuck! Four!" She yelped. He was a bit surprised. He figured that would have been five. He reared back and CRACK! Hit the end of the flogger to her ass for the second time! "Three!" She yelped. Wow. He smiled hearing that. So she could handle this one against her ass!? His excitement grew.
Lightning the set the flogger down and grabbed the small paddle. Playing with it in his hands a moment before rearing back and THUD! "Fuck!" Sally yelped as it hit her ass. "I don't like that!.. It's to big…" she panicked. Lightning leaned down and asked, "Red with this one?" "Red! Definitely Red! Honestly the freaking feather thing to! Red! I'm sorry!" She cried out. Lightning dropped the paddle and grabbed Sally by her forearm, yanking her up and pulling her close. Wrapping his arms around her. Holding her close against his chest fast. "Don't you dare say sorry. I want you to enjoy it. If you don't, don't hide it. God… You're amazing.. But you have to speak up…" he kissed her forehead. "Do you want to stop." "… No… We have one more.." She pointed out.
The switch. Lightning already knew she would hate that if she hated the feather. But… Why not try. Sally pushed away and bent over the bed. Waiting his whippings. Lightning picked up the switch. Petting her ass with the leather twig. He knew better without even trying. He dropped it back onto the bed. "No." He said firmly. "I know what this one feels like. If you didn't like the duster, you will hate that one." Sally stood up with a raised brow and asked, "What do you mean you know what it feels like?" Lightning shrugged, "I know how it feels." "So someone has done these things to you?" Sally questioned.
Lightning stared at Sally a moment before answering, "I.. I've let someone to make it even. Anyways, moving on. Sit on the bed." He gently then pushed her to the bed and Sally sat down. She stared. Make it even? She had to ask, "Like you used it on her then she did it back?" Lightning glared and scolded, "Can we not? I'm training you and trying to see what you can handle." Sally nodded and kept quiet. Lightning then ordered, "Take off your gown. I need your upper body." Sally swallowed nervously but removed her gown. Lightning reached for her right breast, but instead of grabbing, he flicked her nip. Sally jumped a bit. Confused. Then he grabbed her nipple and pinched. Harder. Harder. Sally closed her eyes and whined. He finally stopped. Then he knelt down. Kissing that very same nipple and biting it gently. Sally moaned to this. He bit a bit more and "Yellow…" she whimpered. Lightning removed himself. Standing up as he made mental notes.
He smiled and looked at Sally before saying, "Alright. So we definitely made some progress here." "Really?" Sally asked feeling completely opposite of that. Lightning nodded, "Yup. So surprisingly you could take Flogging. Only on the ass. You did fine with me doing that just now. So I think I've noticed part of your problem. You handle pain well when it's from me, not an object. Which some objects is understandable. So going over things we've done, nipple clamps?" "No." "Belt?" "Please no." "Being tied up?" "Okay, that one depends. Like the chair… It actually hurt a lot… The bed was okay though.."
Lightning nodded saying, "So placement matters. Comfort. Got it. Blindfold?" "Fine." "Gag?" "Um… As long as you're not trying something new along with it, it's fine I guess." Sally muttered. Lightning didn't like that answer and replied, "So… We'll work on that one someday again. Grabbing your throat? Jaw?" "Only if you don't squeeze very much… Especially the way you grab my jaw.. It hurts sometimes." "I'm sorry… Hair pulling?" "Love it." She smiled. Lightning snickered hearing that. This was good though. "Spanking?" "Fine if it's your hand." "Would you be open to using the flogger?" "The green crazy thing? Yea…" "We can work our way to it again." He assured.
"The little vibrating finger ring?" He asked. Sally blushed answering, "Maybe not so much of it.." Lightning snickered then leaned into her face and reminded, "Pushing your limits is part of it. So we can work on that." Sally then stood up and asked, "What are your pain tolerances?" Lightning sighed, "Are you wanting to do something? Try something?" Sally bit her lower lip answering, "Maybe. I've been doing a bit of research myself. And firstly. Wow. Did not realize there was so much. And secondly, you caught my attention when you admitted someone has used that stick on you." Lightning shrugged answering, "I don't know. I've always been the aggressive one. It's my thing. I get off on"-"Hurting women." "Sal…" "In a pleasurable way, I know. But come on. You are telling me there's more? Like an entire side of you that likes having things done to him and I have never known that!?" She seemed excited.
Lightning's brows lowered as he explained, "You always get so jealous. If I tell you certain things you always start comparing yourself. Plus it's not like it's my favorite thing. I like being the dominant one more here, okay." He then stepped close to his wife and lifted her chin with his fingers adding, "Especially with you.." In a quiet tone Sally sat on the bed. All perky and excited as she asked, "Come on, tell me. Tell me without names what some crazy girl has done to you that you liked. I might want to try it." She admitted. Lightning stared at his wife. First off, she was adorable. Secondly, to excited to know. Thirdly, this had to be a trap.
"Come on, Stickers. Just give me one thing. You're going to be trying all this on me. It's only fair." Lightning hesitated then reminded, "You tie me up. With the cuffs." "Something new." Sally growled. Lightning stared at her a moment before answering, "Ice." "Ice? Like the lubri"-No, ice. Like an ice cube." "Oh? Oh.. Ice. What the hell am I suppose to do with that? Like? On your"-"No! No, sheesh… Just.. I don't know. I tried it before. It was different but"-"You liked it!? Okay. I know you won't answer this, but who the hell put ice on you?" She wondered aloud. Yeah, Lightning wasn't going to answer that. (But just for you fans, it was Molly and the girl he had before her;)
"What else?" Sally asked eagerly. Lightning snickered and shook his head, "I don't know. You torture me enough most of the time with your dam teasing." "And you enjoy it." "Alright, yeah. I don't know though." "Come on! I want to know what all you've had done to you. Please?" She pleaded. Grabbing her gown and slipping it over her head. Lightning sat down next to his wife. Hesitant. "Pleeeaaaasssee." She begged. Lightning sighed before shrugging and admitting, "Fine… The switch.. Gags… Of course tied up… Ice… Wax… Simple obedience… Um.. Leashed.. " "Wait a minute! Leashed? You? You've worn a collar and a leash?" "Eh.. It sounds weirder than it is. Just.. I guess that's it." "Fuck.. I'm afraid I don't know you." Sally joked.
But I mean.. Kind of true. The image of Lightning having any of that done to him!? By a woman!? Lightning glared at his wife and replied, "Besides, you aren't into that stuff. It's fine. I enjoy being the dominant one." Sally then pushed him down onto the bed and crawled over him as she explained, "But I want to try. Maybe I'll enjoy pulling you around." Lightning stared into her eyes. I mean… If she wanted to.. "So now what?" Sally asked. Lightning stared at her body. Then smiled before answering, "We could work on your training." "Mmmmm… Nah. I want to work on you." "What?" "Tell me how to do it. The ice." "Um… I'm… Not in the mood." "Are you scared I'll take it too far." "Knowing you, yes." He snapped.
Sally giggled then replied, "Fine. Let's work on me this time. This time. But, I'm going to be doing a lot of research though and I am going to find out what you enjoy." She warned. Not really sure how he felt about that. Admitting things to her may have been a mistake, may not have been. The couple sat on the bed together where Lightning mentioned, "I race in Florida soon. I'm gonna rent is a place for the week and weekend. We can plan an entire thing there. Training thing so mean." ""Sounds fun. I can't wait." Sally replied with a smile.
Lightning blushed a bit. Florida would be interesting indeed. Lightning then walked to the closet and said, "Get some sleep. I'm taking you out tomorrow morning. Early." "To?" "Driving the Bolt. I need to test the overheating anyway. So, you can drive it." "Just don't flip the kill switch this time." Sally teased. Lightning rolled his eyes and replied, "Yeah, yeah. Just don't be a distraction this time."….
Lightning was dressed and about to wake Sally as the sun was barely rising. He sat on the couch and flipped on the tv. RSN.
Jackson Storm set to win his first piston cup at this rate as sponsors begin making the change to the younger generation. Last week after the race, we saw six sponsors release and upgrade to a few rookies. One being Gateway. One of the higher end sponsors next to Dinico and Rusteze. Speculations state it's only a matter of time before even those sponsors make the change to a younger and faster generation. Here's what Jackson Storm had to say about the change.
Jackson came on screen with a cocky smile and bragged, "Am I upset that the older generation is being replaced. Of course! They paved the track for us up and coming. And myself, have nothing but the upmost respect for racers like McQueen and Weathers. They created the path for us and it's an honor to continue making history. Seeing the new generation is exciting! The cars are better, the racers stronger and smarter! It's an exciting time to be in the sport! I am thrilled that I get to be a part of this generation!" Fans screaming for him as cameras flashed photos. The news reporter then continued, "Join us tonight for a special of Chick's picks with Chick Hicks with guest star, Jackson Storm!
Suddenly the tv went black. Lightning looked at the remote. Gone. He looked up to see Sally had it. Dressed and ready to go. She scolded, "What are you doing to yourself? You know this is only going to stress you out more." "Yeah, but"-"No, no, no. Stop it. I know you. Ignore them. They don't know who you are obviously and don't know how determined you can be." "They replaced more, Sally…" Lightning mumbled with a frown.
Sally sighed. Staring at her love. Truthfully, she was worried. She set down the remote and walked up to Lightning. Fixing his leather jacket before continuing, "I'm not gonna say it. But… Times are changing… I'll be here supporting you no matter what.. I love you. You are my champion. The champion of the sport. Seven cups!" She exclaimed! "And you are going to come back on top and break the seven cup curse. I just know it." She smiled. Lightning grabbed her hands, stopping her fidgeting and asked something that broke Sally's heart. That broke her into silence and shock.
"What if I can't ?.." he asked softly. Holding her hands in his. Sally stared up into his blue eyes. What was she suppose to say!? Staring into his eyes. His worried eyes. "Lightning…" She whispered. She never saw this in him. He looked… Afraid. Was he falling back down into depression. "No, that's not gonna happen." she finally spoke. "I'm gonna help. We can do research and get you and the Bolt back on top. Okay?" She asked. Lightning nodded. Glancing at the dark tv. But he was losing faith in himself a bit right now…
Natalie smiled and explained, "One reason the next gens are so efficient, they're ability to hold the optimum racing line every single lap. Storm is in a class of his own. And one reason for that is the virtual racing simulator. These simulators create a virtual racing experience so real, racers don't even have to go outside! Two percent lower drag pull efficient. Five percent increase down force, one point two percent higher top speed."….