𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂.

𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄’𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚. ＬＩＧＨＴＮＩＮＧ ＭｃＱＵＥＥＮ #DISNEYRP | #PIXARRP | #CARSRP | #MVRP

( Look who’s back. )

//Would anyone gaf if I brought back Lightning

[Just as quickly as the offseason arrived, it’s just about over. He’s packing his things to get back on the road.]

//Ok

That’s… okay. Um. That’s ONE way to refer to me. My name is another way!

I sure did!

[The eight-time champ is here.]

Lightning McQueen was an eight-time Piston Cup Champion.

And as Lightning crossed the line, he had finally done it. He had eight. Eight Piston Cups, with his name forever etched onto them. No one could ever take them from him. The celebration would come soon enough. But for now…

He still wholly knew he had made the right choice that day. But to be zipping towards the finish line, with no one and nothing in his way, in the exact same place he almost won his first, in order to win his eighth… oh, did it feel good.

Some might say this to be a wrong that’s been waiting to be righted for nearly twenty years now. That tiebreaker from oh-so very long ago hung in Lightning’s thoughts as he made his way around Los Angeles International Speedway for the final time today.

Eight. The threshold many considered to be a sheer impossibility. A line no car would, or could, ever cross. But someone was going to cross it. To reach immortality. To become a legend among millions. That someone was Lightning McQueen.

Eight. The most elusive number in Piston Cup history. Strip “The King” Weathers came so close, but fell just short. The same could potentially be said of Montgomery “Lightning” McQueen… Until today.

𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝘼 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙮 #𝙈.

[As race time draws closer, he’s swamped with interviews and photos from all sorts of news outlets. He’s doing his best to keep up.]

One winner. Forty-two losers. I eat losers for breakfast. I’m faster than fast, quicker than quick— I… am 𝙇𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜. [But of course.]

[Well, it’s here. Los Angeles. The last race of the season, with the championship on the line. What mantra does he go with?] Okay, here we go. 𝙁𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨… Speed. I, am speed. +