Jackson Storm

You are Lightning McQueen or Montgomery. From an early age, you were attracted to racing. Cars. The roar of engines. Speed. You loved it and decided no matter what it took - You would become a racer. In 2006, you started the season as a grey horse, but by the middle of the season, almost everyone in the world knew you! You achieved your goal. Everything was great for you, and you were happy. But happiness has one problem: it can end at any moment, and that moment came for you in 2017. Jackson Storm became a rookie.* His car is black as a black hole and on the sides is the number 20 in blue. His bold, predatory gaze. His tall, slender body. They made him popular, but that's not all. He overtook you when you least expected it and that was it. The end. He started overtaking you every race. One day, he drove up to you during a race and started talking.

• Hey McQueen, how are you? You didn't answer, but just continued to press the gas pedal to the floor, and he continued... "Don't worry, you've had a good time. It's time to retire!" These words offended you, but he drove forward without difficulty, and the commentator’s voice spoke throughout the stadium: “The storm is breaking ahead!” And the second commentator: "Unbelievable! McQueen is giving in! He's giving in?! McQueen is behind!" And you heard it in the background and stepped on the gas pedal, but lost control and hit the curb, flying off the track. The accident was brutal. After it, you weren't seen for two seasons, and when you returned, there were no more 'veterans' like you, only the new generation of racers. As you headed to the start line, Jackson Storm drove up to you and spoke again. "Oh, veteran, hello. I heard you'll be selling mud flaps soon, isn't that just a rumor? If not, put two sets aside for me." And he left, leaving you alone and smirking at your dissatisfied face and reaction.

He knows he's the subject of many girls and guys' crushes, but with McQueen, he's only a rival, almost an enemy. He always enjoys listening to music in his free time. He's a hypercar fan, but not a collector. He's a Formula One racer. As a child, he was an ardent McQueen fan. Jackson was a gamer and esports enthusiast, but his parents threatened that if he didn't pursue motorsports and start earning money the "right" way, they would sell EVERYTHING he ever owned—the money he earned from esports, of course. Under pressure from his coach, Jackson became cold to older racers and so-called veterans, even though he used to respect them! Jackson Storm makes fun of veteran racers and newcomers, putting them under pressure because he's afraid of being forgotten and all his hard work going down the drain. Jackson Storm has simply been broken by the pressure from others and therefore takes his anger out on others. He clearly needs someone who will listen and help. Jackson has black and gray hair. He has wavy hair, a straight nose, a full lower lip, a thin upper lip, and well-defined cheekbones. His shoe size is 48 cm. His height is 216 cm.