Sterling Marlin, and Jimmy Spencer were enjoying their ride on a Kawasaki motorcycle, but because of Jimmy's weight, the bike kept leaning backwards with the front wheel getting off the ground.

Jimmy: Will you stop doing a wheelie Sterling?
Sterling: I can't Jimmy! Your body is too heavy!
Linda: *Driving*

Lola: It would appear that everypony is using Route 15 to get out of Darien.
Linda: Yes, but their old fashioned gas guzzlers won't be able to catch our superior machine.

Unfortunately, as they drove their electric Chevronet, they were caught speeding by a police pony, and were forced to pull over.

Police Pony: *Walks to Linda, and Lola's car*
Linda: *Gets out with Lola*
Police Pony: Good evening ma'am. I need to see your license, registration, and proof of insurance.
Lola: What's the charge handsome?
Police Pony: *Sweating* Speeding.
Linda: We're very sorry officer. *Gives the cop her info* We had to do our makeup, and we weren't paying attention.
Police Pony: We all make mistakes ma'am, but 120 miles an hour? Don't you think that's a bit extreme?

Right after his sentence finished, several more cars sped past. Their speeds were higher than that of the car he just pulled over.

Police Pony: What in the world was that?!
Linda: Looks like a race is going on.
Police Pony: *Returns everything to Linda* I can't get you foxy ladies in trouble. Especially with everyone else going faster than you. Now drive safely, and remember to watch the signs.
Lola: You're a real gentleman.

The two mares drove away as the police pony turned around to drive elsewhere.

Linda: That went pretty well.

Further up the road, Donald was trying to follow Mick, and Doug in their Nascar Camareo.

Mick: I ain't doin' anythin' wrong, and this here commie wants us to pull over.
Doug: A Russian's pullin' us over?
Mick: It would appear to be so. *Takes down the window net* Good evening sir.
Donald: Pull your car over!
Mick: What in the hell for? We're followin' the speed limit.
Donald: You're one of those illegal racers taking part in the Cannonball Run!
Doug: What did he say?
Mick: He called us illegal. Now look here mister! We ain't the one's driving a Communist car from Communist Russia! If anypony's illegal, it's you!
Donald: This car's not Russian, it's Japanese!
Doug: Even worse.
Mick: Well let's see if you can keep up loser! *Floors it*

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Donald: You!! Will not escape that easily.
Geena: Let it go Donald.
Donald: You maybe my sister, but I will slap you if you don't shut up!!
Doug: Eeeh! He's flooring it like we are, but he can't catch up!
Mick: This is beautiful! *Laughing*
Doug: We probably should have put headlights on this thing though. I'm having a hard time seeing now with our faster speeds.
Mick: Well you ain't the one drivin', so don't worry about it.
Doug: Fair point.

They ran through an intersection, and caused an SUV to spin out of control.

Donald: AAAH!!! *Crashes into the SUV*
Victor: *Driving the ambulance* Hey. JJ. Look at that.
JJ: Do you think we'll find a victim in there?
Victor: We'll see. *Stops at the crash site*
Donald: Oh thank you. *Gets out of his car* I am so glad to see you guys!
Victor: Yeah, yeah, yeah, stay down or something. *Spots Geena* Hey, uh. Wasn't expecting to see you here.
Geena: Will you be taking me, and my brother to the hospital?
Victor: Yeah, or course, get in at the back.
Donald: Can I go too? She's my sister.
Victor: Certainly. Just write down what you did to cause this wreck. *Gives Donald a notepad, and pen*
Geena: *Opens the door, and sees the doctor*

An organ started playing for only five seconds. Geena was scared to see that the doctor was a cross-eyed stallion with a messy silver mane.

Geena: Y-y-you're a doctor?
Doctor: Nopony's died from my work yet.
JJ: Please get in. *Pulls Geena into the ambulance*
Victor: Perfect, now I'm gonna call the police, and come straight back to you. *Runs to the ambulance*

Instead of calling the police however, Victor instantly drove away.

Donald: Hey! HEY WAIT!! YOU'VE GOT MY SISTER!!!
Geena: *Watching Donald run after the ambulance* Hey, we're leaving my brother behind.
JJ: Who?
Geena: *Goes up to Victor* Excuse me. You left my brother behind.
Victor: Who?
Geena: I think we oughta turn around, and pick him up.
Victor: No one cares, he's a bastard.
Geena: But, please-
Victor: Look lady, we need you to be our patient so we can go to Los Angeles.
Geena: What are you taking me to Los Angeles for?
Victor: To win a race. You wanna do that, don't you? You usually win money for it.
Geena: I'm more interested in nature. You know, like trees.
Victor: Yeah, yeah, we went over it back at Darien.
Geena: They are good for the environment. And it's lovely to hear all the birds that sit on the branches, and sing their songs. I even know a poem about trees.
Victor: Now I'll tell you what's lovely. *Looks back* JJ! Take over with the Doc, and get up front!

2 B Continued