(his door swings open. A very old man is handcuffed to the steering wheel)
Mater: Don’t ya fret, Lightning! We’ll hunt down a new driver for you in the Human Lands
(his door swings open. A very old man is handcuffed to the steering wheel)
Mater: Don’t ya fret, Lightning! We’ll hunt down a new driver for you in the Human Lands
The beginning!
The beginning!
(the ground beneath Washington DC starts rumbling)
(the ground beneath Washington DC starts rumbling)