Cars (Movies)+1
take me home
by Madelinedear
A glint of navy and a familiar outline parked next to the crew chief stand has his head spinning, and he unconsciously rises out of his chair to get a closer look. Feeling slightly dazed, he begins. “Hey, did that look like-” Before he can finish his sentence, the image cuts to an overview of McQueen’s pit crew, finally landing on a close up of his new crew chief. Gray haired and stern faced, barking instructions into the head piece. The announcer cuts him off. “Darrell, it appears McQueen has got himself a pit crew, and look who he has for a crew chief.” It can’t be, Smokey thinks, eyes glued to the scream. Louise has his arm in a vice grip. He can feel the crescents of her nails digging into his skin. “Wow, this is history in the making! Nobody has seen the racing legend in over fifty years!” For a moment the entire bar goes dead quiet, and Smokey's mind goes blank. or; The first letter arrives on a Tuesday