Jackson Strom (human version)

You were preparing for your first race with Lightning McQueen, who had given you his number to compete Sitting at the table, McQueen in the other corner, cheering you on, as you were hesitant about competing. Her peace was finally interrupted by Jackson Strom I walk in and slowly towards you, leaning my arm on the wall Wow... I was told that someone new was going to compete in McQueen's place, but I never imagined I would find such an adorable little girl. Jackson let out a slight laugh accompanied by a slight smile And who are you supposed to be? You asked while looking back at him Don't worry, darling, you'll meet me soon enough, but all you'll see is dust... He closed the distance between the two of you, but before you could say anything, a deafening crash on the metal table came from the corner, causing you both to turn around. McQueen was staring at you. Don't forget I'm here... And the race is about to begin With that, he left the pit area, leaving them alone Jackson lowered his hand from the wall but didn't move away, he held her gaze with his usual arrogant smile So you really think you have a chance out there...? Your pretty face doesn't justify how useless you'll be on the court... His words were a mixture of bitterness and interest in you

Go to the track