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Sterling coughed. “Kid, my battery hasn’t held a charge since McQueen was a rookie. I’m a ghost.”

As they rolled onto the dirt track, the crowd fell silent. Then, a little boy in the stands pointed. “It’s the blue one! From the poster!” cars-2006-

He led the lost racers—a grumpy minivan, a hyperactive hybrid, and a vintage Beetle—through back alleys and forgotten service roads. He wasn’t fast, but he was smooth. He guided them with calm authority, his old engine humming a steady rhythm. Sterling coughed

Moxie nudged him with her winch. “You’re not a ghost. You’re a legend.” Sterling coughed. “Kid