OldSchool Speedshop RV:
Trixie: It's a nice enough vacation, Dirt, but...
DD: But?
Betsy: But we live in Florida...you know, beaches...ocean?
Bert: Yes, but Sweetie, this is a once in a lifetime run-off. Top American cars, Top Track...
DD: And besides, we need to drum up some business. Maybe we can make some contacts up here...don't see much of the Muscle, Inc. crew but maybe we can meet up with some new sources.
About that time one of the sponsors of the shoot-out approaches...
Sponsor: You the OldSchool Speedshop Crew? We heard you might make your way up here. Say, we got a problem. Maybe you can help. We lost a driver to food poisening. Need someone to jockey a few of these hotrods. Got anyone?
DD: Whadya say, Trixie?
Trixie: Me?! Hell no. I'm on vacation.
DD: So I remember...Ron, how about you?
Ron: Absolutely! Where do I sign up?
Sponsor: Consider it done. We got one of our guys to crew chief for ya. Come on over to the pits and well get you radio-ed up. But do me a favor...stay away from the hot dog stand, would ya?