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-Thank you. -(reporters clamoring)

Now, when you get to the end of the front stretch,

Look at old Keith.

You can cancer dog him.

You know, I hear it, I know it.

Does that look funny?

It's just a matter of time.

Davis: You gotta trust the car.

-He alright? -Greg: No, no, no. No.

Just practice. No need to take chances.

No need for that now. I lost my cool.

(engines revving)

Faster. Faster.

Come on! Come on!

I bet it was Owens who made the call

No, what? Tell me.

Uh-huh. Now accelerate.

She crashed because of her own incompetence.

a piece of wire or dental floss.

Alright. Give me 15.

Ain't no one better than Davis McDowell.

On the little track, you mean?

So who wants to sit in the driver's seat?

Yeah, he's just the man she knew he was.

that's better than me.

He has got to be feeling the weight of that legacy

(excited chatter)

Announcer: ...and around as they head down the straightaway.

I know you're in here.

That was supposed to be for me.

Ooh. Hey, Jean. You need a ride home?

What are you doing here?

I got to go restock the fidget spinners.

So, uh, you were right.

The man's daughter is in a coma.

Owenses never quit. Y'all know that.

So what happened to Katy's seatbelt again?

What would Big Ed say about this?

That's bullshit. You promised.

No, you're not lying.

Don't worry about that little shit.

I don't know who the hell you are

That's why Katy went into turn one so hard.

* I sure miss you *

Here, let me...

-Are they going to interview him? -Yeah, I guess.

-What? -Oh, I was out on a tow call.

Announcer: (over speakers) Welcome, everyone,

I don't know what it's going to take,

or, or tire pressure,

I don't get it.

-Oh, my God. Okay. -I'm alright, Mom. I'm alright.

We need, like, a CSI for cars.

Lots of stuff. CSI car stuff, I guess.

Now, who wants to see my lucky charm?

The kid is worse than an idiot.