McQueen didn't answer. He just stared at the frozen, blurry image of Cruz Ramirez—his friend, his protégé, the future of the Piston Cup—reduced to a smeared pixel-art blob under a flashing ad for "FAKE LEGS FOR SALE."
He revved his engine and smiled. "Come on, Mater. Let's go pay for some art." cars 3 kuttymovies
And then, the disaster began.