Hey, why don't we soup up
Lola's old princess jeep instead?
That's something humans are actually meant to drive.
Psh! That would totally violate the spirit of the race.
A true racer builds her own car from scratch.
That's what Bobbie Fletcher does
and that's what I'm going to do, too.
[crunching]
But this thing doesn't even have an engine.
Not yet.
But thanks to my connections down at the scrapyard,
that is gonna change.
We'll make this tub purr in no time.
[grunting]
[croaking]
[chuckles]
Wow, this thing is starting to look like an actual car.
It's gonna drive like one too. Let's take it for a spin.
Buckle up.
The feather boa seatbelts were a nice touch.
Thanks, now let's get outta here
before Lola realizes they're gone.
I'm telling you, Clyde,
the competition doesn't stand a chance
against Loud Lightning.
I feel sorry for them.
Whoa!
I retract that.
How the heck did those kids build them?
We gotta get to the bottom of this.
[grunting]
Hey, Chandler, nice ride.
What kind of engine did you install
in this bad boy? V8? V12? V64?
[sighing]
I don't know. We just bought it.
Uh, did you weirdos just come out of that bush?
Never mind that. What about building your car
from scratch like Bobbie Fletcher?
[laughing]
Who's got time for that?
But don't you care about the spirit of the race?
Uh, newsflash. We just care about winning.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I think you have some dust to eat.
[coughing]
Lana, you need to see this.
Hang on, tweaking an axle.
There, I'm one step closer to that ride
with Bobbie Fletcher.
Oh, I made something for you.
[groaning]
Loud Lightning helmets. I even made one for Bobbie!
She and I can wear them everywhere.
the movies, the racetrack, the Burpin' Burger.
Look, Lana, I've seen the competition.
They're all driving crazy fancy cars
from this catalogue. Maybe we should, too.
Just to be safe.
Pssh, we can't worry about what others are doing,
Loud Lightning has got this.
Does it though? Just leaf through the catalogue.
I circled some models you might like.
If we get a loan from Lola- Hey! You didn't even open it!
Don't need to, I have faith in our car,
I know Loud Lightning can win this thing.
Charles, you little scamp.
Get back here with our steering wheel!
[groaning]
Ooh.
Ah! We'll never beat their time!
Well, that's the last time I let you borrow my stopwatch.
Oh, sorry Clyde. It's not fair at all.
Lana worked harder on her car than anyone else, and now
she's gonna be humiliated in front of her hero.
[laughing]
But, but I'm the only one who built my own car.
But, you lost,
and Bobbie Fletcher only rides with winners.
Sorry, kid.
[crying]
No, Lana is not going down like that.
If everyone else is going to cut corners, so can we.
But I'll need help. A lot of help.
Uh, I don't know.
Eh... It's not so much cheating,
as it is giving Lana a fair chance over the cheaters.
Hmm. I'll rally the troops.
Welcome to the Royal Woods Go-Kart Grand Prix!
Racers to the starting line.
Team Loud! Team Loud!
Hey! Those are my feather boas!
You're seriously driving that?
It looks like you made it yourself.
Uh, yeah, we did.
[laughing]
You just wait 'til the race starts, punk!
You're gonna eat their dust! Ah, nanana-naa!
[whimpering]
We got this, Lans.
Glad you finally believe in Loud Lightning.
What can I say?
I've just got a feeling things are gonna go our way.
Everyone in position?
- Affirmative. - Yee-haw.
Let's do this.
Let's all give a warm welcome to our guest of honor...
Bobbie Fletcher!
[gasping] There she is.
Right, okay Lans, focus.
Fire up those engines, folks.
First one around the Royal Woods raceway
will be the winner.
On your mark, get set... Go!
Go for Operation: Cone Zone.
[grunting]
Detour?! Has that always been here?!
Yup, it's right here on the race map!
Eyes on the road, Lans!
Whoo hoo! Nothing can stop us now!
And we're stopping.
Come on Loud Lightning, you got this.
Go for Operation: Magna boost.
Yeah! I knew my baby could do it.
Ssh.