Finding Who You Are
October 1, 2011
"Wh-where... am I?" I asked as I woke up. I noticed I was in a big, white room. My vision was still blury, but I could see someone roll up to me.
"Good morning, miss." The voice sounded young and male.
"Who are you? Where am I?" I asked again.
"You are in my clinic. I'm Doctor Jaden Hudson, but you may call me Jaden. This is my dad, Doc Hudson." the cobalt blue 1957 Chevrolet 210 2-door Sedan replied as another cobalt blue shape entered the room. "And you are?" he asked.
"Taylor, Taylor Olivia Carson. I'm 14 years old." I replied.
"Well, welcome to Radiator Springs, Taylor." the other one said. This time sounding gruff and also male. At that, I was wide awake. I had't even paid a lot of attention when he told me his name. But now, it made sense. I had read and heard about this town in the news in 2006, and recently. I had also heard about everyone else in the town, except for whoever else may have come to call the town home.
"Oh, thanks. What happened...why am I in here?" I asked, as I finally got my vision back.
"So you remember absolutely nothing? From last week?" Doc asked, I shook my hood 'no' in reply. "Well, you were in a crash. You came racing into town, down from Wheel Well. You crashed into a brick wall. You've been unconscious ever since."
I gasped. "Wait, how much damage?" I asked, as I finally started to notice the pain.
"You dented your hood and front bumper pretty bad, cracked your windshield, and you broke your front axle. I already fixed your bumper, axle, and windshield, but I wanted to let you wake up first before I fixed your hood. I think you may have suffered a minor concussion. It's amazing how such a little car like yourself, could have survived that."
"Can I see? Can I see the damage?"
"Yes." he said as he went to get a big mirror. When he came back, he put the mirror in front of me.
It took me a few minutes to realize that there was a dark purple,(well partially, it looked like I had also scraped off the paint when I rubbed up against the wall), 2002 Porsche Carrera 911 with blue eyes, a shiny new windshield, and a dent in her hood staring back at me. "Wow, that is a big dent. How soon can it be fixed?"
"Well, why don't we wait a few days. I ordered a new dent stretcher tool and it should be here on monday." he replied
"Ok. What is today?"
"Saturday, October 1, 2011."
"What time is it?"
"Wow. Can I go outside? I need some fresh air, please."
"You will be a little sore, but sure." he replied as he lowered the lift and helped me outside. Jaden on one side, Doc on the other.
"Yeah, a little..." I replied through gritted teeth.
Once we got out on the street, almost everybody in the town swarmed me. I recognized a couple of them, but there were some new faces too. Flo, Ramone, Luigi, Guido, Sheriff, and Mater were there and were all asking me questions. I never answered out loud but I thought my answers instead. Some of the questions were 'Are you alright?' my thought: 'No, can't you see the big dent, and the pain?', and 'Why were you running?' my thought: 'Duh, I don't know! If I did, I would have told somebody already!'. The reason I did not say those words out loud was because I didn't want to make a bad first impression, so I just kept quiet.
The crowd had followed us to 'Flo's V8 Cafe', Red and Lizzie were already there. It wasn't until someone revved their engine and yelled at them that they stopped. "HEY!" everyone stopped and looked at who it was. I realized that it had been Doc. "Now everybody, just...just be quiet. The poor girl is probably terrified. I think she may have had a minor concussion. She doesn't know where she is, she doesn't know who you all are, she does not know why she is here. Just let her explain what she knows, and stop asking questions."
After he finished, all eyes shifted to me. Everyone had those waiting looks. I felt nervous, which was unusual for me. I was a great public speaker, especially in front of people I didn't know. "Um,... Hi, I'm Taylor Carson, I'm 14."
"Welcome to Radiator Springs." everyone said. I smiled, and finally felt a little better.
Then, I heard a loud rev of an engine off in the distance. Everyone turned and saw two cars driving down from Wheel Well. When they came closer I realized it was Lightning McQueen, and Sally Carrera.
"Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" Sally asked me as she came up to me. I felt like she was really concerned for me, even though she had never met me.
"Uh, yeah, except for my hood, I'm okay."
"Oh, we were all watching you as you came down from Wheel Well. We were all here at Flo's eating dinner. Oh, by the way, I'm Sally Carrera. And you are?"
"Taylor Carson, 14."
"You're only 14! Oh my Ford! What are you doing on your own?"
"I don't know, I don't remember. Doc thinks it's a minor concussion. And you're Lightning McQueen, hotshot rookie racecar of the year in '06, you helped Strip Weathers, a.k.a. The King, across the finish line of his last race because of an incident with your rival, Chick Hicks. Winner of 4 Piston Cups at only 26 years of age." I said. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Except for the girls who I guessed were also fans him.
"Wow..." everyone said at once.
"I'm kinda a big fan of yours, Mr. McQueen. But don't worry, I am so not a stalker, or obsessed with you, well, I am, but not in love with you like other fans. I love that you're in a long-time relationship with Ms. Carrera. Besides, it's not like we would ever fall in love, you're older than me, no offense. But, I swear that's all I know. I read about you in last month's edition of 'Racers Today!'"
"Wow, at least you didn't scream. Like some people." Lightning said as he glared at the light pink, 2006 Porsche Cayman S, who blushed and backed up a bit.
"Taylor, please just call me Sally." Sally said.
"And call me Lightning." Lightning added.
"Oh, and I do know who the rest of you are. In 2006, I was eight years old, I heard about this town, and everyone in it. I've always wanted to come here, just didn't think I would get here this fast. You're Flo Impala, married to Ramone Impala. Flo, you own 'Flo's V8 Cafe', The finest fuel on Route 66. Ramone, you own 'Ramone's House of Body Art'." I said as I pointed to them. Then I turned to Luigi and Guido. "You're Luigi Fiat, and Guido Moretti. Luigi, you own and run 'Luigi's Casa Della Tires' , and Guido, you help him by changing the tires on your customers. You both are big Ferrari fans."
"Si!" Guido said excitedly.
I smiled, then turned to the next two in line. "You are Sarge Adams, you proudly served in World War II, and recieved the 'Grille Badge of True Mettle' for saving someone's life. And you are Fillmore Peace, the owner of 'Fillmore's Organic Fuel', friend, though also an opposite, to Sarge."
"Liz-...zie. Nevermind, because you're asleep. And also, there's not a whole lot to say about her anyway. Mater Tow, or is it Tow Mater?"
"Tuh Mater, but without the 'tuh'. I like tuh be called Mater. Tow is muh last name." he replied with that bucktooth grin of his.
"Okay, Mater. You...have got a lot of things to say about yourself, so I will only say the important stuff. You own 'Tow Mater Towing and Salvage Co.', you are the best friend of Mr. McQu-, I mean Lightning, and you love to go tractor tipping."
"You're righ' 'bout tha' one!" he replied. Again, I smiled. I liked this town, I might even stay here.
"Red, you're the quiet, and sensitive one. You water the beautiful flowers here in town. They truely are beautiful." I said. Then he started to cry, but didn't run off. He was crying because he was happy. I smiled a small smile, my trademark for when I knew I had made someone feel happy without even trying to.
"Doctor Jaden Hudson, you like to be called Jaden by your friends, you are the son of Doc Hudson. You raced in the Junior Piston Cup League for three seasons, and won the Junior Piston Cup each season. Now, you run the town's clinic with your father."
"Doctor Hudson, you prefer to be called Doc by your friends. You were formerly the Fabulous Hudson Hornet, winner of three piston cups, and you sadly had that big wre-"
"You don't have to remind me. I am reminded of my past every time I look in the dang mirror!" he yelled. I backed up frightened, it reminded me of something. But I didn't know what.
Then Sheriff, who saw I was uncomfortable, and that Doc was about to do something, turned on his light, and stopped him. "Now, Doc. You know to control your anger. Especially towards new people."
"Doc, I-I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"Nevermind." Doc said cold and flatly.
"Okay..." I said unsurely as I turned to Sheriff. "And Sheriff, you are the town's peace keeper and only law enforcement. Oh, and what ever I can do to help fix the damages I made when I raced through here last week, I will. Once I get fixed up enough to help, that is. And I will also take the consequences for the damage and speeding. I will not put up a fight, even though I do not remember why I was running in the first place. I think I may have had a small blackout, and so, if you were chasing me, I wouldn't have known. I have had these blackouts since I was born, but I haven't had one in three years though. It's kinda like sleep walking, only I'm not asleep."
"I think you just answered a question that hasn't been asked yet." Both Doc, Jaden, and Sheriff said at once.
"I'm good at that."
"Wow. Are you good at anything else?" Sally asked me.
"Well, I can sing, race, and, of course, answer questions that have not been asked yet. I have an eidetic memory, so anything I've seen, heard, or read is perfectly etched into my brain. Helps alot on big tests at school. And other things I can't tell you. Not yet."
"Alright, Taylor..." Doc said unsurely.
"Wait,... you race? I mean, I saw how fast you were going the other night. We all did. But, actually race? Like me?" Lightning asked.
"Well, yeah. You, Doc, Jaden and The King are my inspiration." I said, noticing Doc's mood brighten a little.
"But... you're a-a-a Porsche!" Just then all the porsches in the lot gave him a dirty look. Sally's was the worst, as she punched him with her tire. "Oowww! Sally! That was worse than falling into the cactus patch!"
"Oh, well, maybe you should have thought of that before you said 'Porsches-...can't-...race'!" she yelled as she hit him again on each word.
"OOWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Okay! Fine! Gosh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry."
"Thankyou. Oh, and for the record, every single time we raced up to Wheel Well, I won! Haha!"
"What? Not every single time! Remember that one time? Three months ago? I won!"
"That does NOT count! That was when I was sick!"
Sheriff and Doc watched as it was happening. "Doc. You gotta do something about this." Sheriff said while trying to hide his laughing.
"I know." Doc said as he did the same. "HEY! SHUT-UP!" Lightning and Sally both cringed as they turned towards Doc. "You two are acting like an old married couple! Either that, or four year olds!" He yelled while laughing hysterically. Soon the entire town started laughing.
"Sorry Doc." Lightning said.
"Sorry Daddy." Sally said at the same time as Lightning. And then they both started laughing.
"Don't say sorry to me! Say it to eachother." he replied still lauaghing.
"I'm sorry, Sal." Lightning said as he turned to her after he stopped laughing. "I love you."
"I'm sorry too. And, I love you too." she replied after she stopped laughing, then pulled foward and passionately kissed him.
"So, anyway, Taylor, you were saying?" Lightning said, after they pulled apart, turning his attention back to me.
I chuckled. "Yes, I know I am a porsche. But, I had an engine transplant last year. Now, my engine is the same as yours."
"Wait, you had an engine transplant. Why?" Sheriff questioned.
"Because I wanted to race. Racing, and singing is my dream."
"Wow, maybe we should race after you get fixed up again." Lightning said.
"Well, Taylor. Now that you've met the town, I'd like to hear more about those blackouts, and engine transplant you were talking about." Jaden said, gesturing to the clinic.
"Okay." I replied.
"Come on Doc, I'd also like to know." Sheriff said, as he started to follow us. Doc soon followed.