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we can sit here and talk shit all day long,

between these two drivers.

Every race, I've got my grandpa Big Ed with me in the car.

letting her drive that car?

Davis: Look at the line she takes.

(engines rumbling)

Gas money and a ceremonial bowl of peaches.

Randy makes sure of that. He checks it all the time.

So he was saying he thinks that

Anyway, hot-headed kid that he is.

I saw your shitkicker outside.

Charlie: Hey. No need for all that.

-Randall. -Let's roll, baby.

Oh. What do you mean? Like, her seatbelt didn't work?

No. No, no, no. Come on. Come on.

It's over, Charlie.

I stopped by the hospital.

A tow call came in last night before practice,

His father and his grandfather were both racing legends.

Well, they towed it back to my garage.

so when Davis got his car back,

crowd's roaring, time's slowing down.

We would have seen someone messing with it.

well, I quit the track, I said goodbye to Jean,

Davis did it again, Jean.

Get the candles ready.

You're the one ruining the sport, old timer.

Bet Daddy wishes he named you something else.

Better hurry and suit up before I change my mind.

Now where are my goddamn keys.

Like her grandfather.

No need to take chances.

That was a tow call.

* Go another mile *

You're going to be losing to my family

And now he's never going to race again,

Her seatbelt malfunction was a freak accident.

Buckle up, kid.

(game music plays)

You're 100 percent right.

-Baby... -To Keith Owens' front yard.

-Uh, 'cause of your thing, right? -Yeah, because of that.

I know it's just go-karts, but I saw her myself and, uh,

I can smoke your ass on any track.

Randy: Uh, no, ma'am.

on this grease-monkey mind meld.

-Sorry. -Yeah, no.