Right on Track

---

Girl:
Vroom!

[Dog Barks]

Vroom!

Speeding Down

The Track.

The Other Car

Pulls Out In Front

What Will

Terry Mcconey Do?

She's Gonna Hit

That Cat

And, Oh, Look!

Erica Wins!

Whoo-Hoo! Race Is

Over. I Gotta Go.

Dad, Can I

Please Go?

No.

No, Monkey,

Not This Time.

Oh, Come On, Now.

Be Good.

Now, Come On!

Daddy's Gotta Run.

Come On!

Jump! Ohh!

Oh, That's My Girl.

Rock And Roll,

Daddy! Sic 'Em!

Hey, Erica.

Still Got Your

Training Wheels On.

You Big Baby!

Yeah! [Laughs]

I Can Beat You!

Cannot!

Can Too!

Oh, Yeah?

Race Me

To The Mailbox.

Announcer:
...And Next Up,

In Lane 2, Gregg Enders.

In Lane 1, Erica Enders.

Whoo!

Whoo!

Well, Erica, That's Very Good.

Thank You, Ma'am.

It's A Four-Link

Dragster.

1,000 Horsepower,

A 235-Inch Wheelbase,

Weighs 1,700 Pounds

And Can Go Up To

180 Miles Per Hour.

Oh.

Erica:
Come On, Mom!

It's A New League!

They Just Started.

They're Called

Junior Dragsters.

The Roll Cage

Withstands Crashes

Up To 250 Miles An Hour!

And The Car Only

Goes About 60.

Absolutely Not.

Honey!

I'll Have A Fire Suit.

And A 5-Point

Harness.

All Right! All Right!

Give It A Rest, Please.

I Do Not Like

To Be Ganged Up On.

[Sighs]

I Think It's Dangerous.

[Punch]

Ow!

Please, Mom. Please.

Please, Oh, Please.

Just Get Ready

For Bed.

[Sighs]

Come On.

Thanks A Lot,

Courtney.

[Sighs]

Am I Being

That Big Of A Witch?

No.

[Both Laugh]

It Just

Scares Me, Gregg.

Honey, They've Got

Rules Up To Here

To Keep Them Safe.

The Playground's

More Dangerous.

Gregg--

Well, It's Something

She Wants To Do!

I Mean, It's Not

Like It's A Dress

Or A Toy

Or Something.

It's Something She

Really Wants To Do.

There's

A Big Difference.

Would You Be

So Against It

If She Wanted

To Take

Violin Lessons?

When Did Anyone

Ever Get Killed

Playing A Violin?

Well, If It Was

Dangerous, Would

I Let Her Do It?

Hmm.

What?

Announcer:
Welcome, Folks,

To The First Ever

N.H.R.A. Junior

Drag Racing Event.

Now, After Nearly 50 Years

Of Organized Drag Racing,

Kids Ages 8 To 16 Will Finally

Have The Opportunity To Drive

Real Dragsters Down

The Same Drag Strip

As The Professionals.

I Got It! I Got It!

I Got It!

[Laughing]

I See It.

I See It.

Mom!

Hey.

You Think That's

A Good Idea?

Letting A Little Girl

Go Out There?

Well, Let's Wait

Until The End

Of The Race

And Then You

Can Tell Me.

It's Not That Pink.

Woman:
Where'd You Get

That Paint Job?

[Engine Idles]

Rock And Roll,

Monkey.

Stick 'Em!

I'm Going To Win, Dad.

Announcer:

And In Lane 2, Eric Enders.

Excuse Me.

It's Erica Enders.

Is That A Girl?

Yes.

Huh.

I Guess That

Explains

The Color

Of The Car, Huh?

Ha Ha.

Correction There,

Folks.

In Lane 2,

Erica Enders.

Ha Ha.

[Engine Revs]

Dad, It's A Girl.

What If I

Get Beaten By A Girl?

You'll Be Fine.

Just Do Your Best.

Have

A Good Race, Son.

Announcer:
And First Up

In Lane One, Randy Coats.

Whoo-Hoo!

[Cheering]

Yeah! Whoo!

You Won!

You Were

So Good Today.

Thanks.

Dad, Look!

Oh, That One's

For The Nationals,

Honey.

I Want To Win

That, Dad.

Well, We'll See.

Don't You Think

I Can Do It?

I Didn't Say That.

It's Just That

Every Kid Who Gets

Behind The Wheel

Of One

Of Those Cars Thinks

The Same Thing.

And I Mean Kids

From All

Over The Country.

I Can Tell

You, Honey.

There's

A Big Difference

Between Wanting

Something

And Actually

Getting It.

You Wait And See.

I'm Going To Win That.

Erica:
Yes!

It's Perfect!

I Love This Car!

Now, Erica, There's

Some Things On This Car

That Are Different

From The Other One.

First Of All, That Throttle

Is A Lot More Sensitive

Than The Other One.

Daddy, I Know All This.

Stop Rolling

Your Eyes And Listen.

Ha Ha Ha!

Courtney!

You Know, Moving Up

To This Age Group

Is Going To Be

A Lot More Work.

I Know.

A Lot Of Traveling.

And The Competition's

Tougher.

You're Not

Going To Be Bringing

Home Trophies

Every Week Right Away.

I Know.

And We Expect You Both

To Keep Up In School.

No Problem.

Straight As.

You Can Race Out Of State.

A "B" On Your Report Card

And You Stay

Right Here In Houston.

Any Cs, And These Cars

Go Up On Blocks.

We're Serious About This.

Ok.

Ok.

Don't Just Say Ok.

We're Making

A Contract Here

And We Expect You Both

To Keep It.

Ok.

Announcer:
Well, It's Another

Beautiful Day For Racing

Here In Houston, Texas.

And We've Seen

Some Pretty Talented,

Up-And-Coming

Young Drivers Leading Up

To Today's Big Final.

Now, Keep In Mind,

They Go At Pretty Fast Speeds.

And Some Of These Drivers

Don't Even Have

Driver's Licenses!

[Revs Engine]

Announcer:
Well,

Here It Is, Folks.

This Is The One

You've Been Waiting For.

Today's 2 Finalists.

In Lane One, It Will Be

Erica Enders.

And, Taking The Lane 2

Position, Jordy Knowlton.

You Race Fans May Recognize

Jordy's Crew Chief

As His Daddy, Big Time,

Top Fuel National Runner Up,

Rusty Knowlton.

That Little Girl Of Yours

Isn't Going To Cry

When My Jordy Beats

Her Butt, Now, Is She?

Announcer:
And This Is It!

Both Cars Are Now Staged.

Let's See Who's Going

To Take Home This Trophy.

Ahh! No!

Yeah!

Announcer:
The Winner,

Jordy Knowlton.

Yeah! Ha Ha!

Make Sure You Take

A Box Of Tissues

With You.

Whoo Hoo!

Man:
Hey, There

He Is! Jordy!

Second Man:

Great Job! Great Job!

Piece O' Cake!

Yeah!

Isn't

This Kid Great?

I Told You

He Was Going

To Win!

Come On.

Go Shake Hands.

No. He's A Jerk.

That's Not

The Point, Honey.

At The End Of The Day,

Winning And Losing

Is Not As Important

As Being

The Best Person You Can.

So, Jerk Or Not,

You're Gonna Go Over There

And Shake His Hand.

Come On.

Come On!

This Is Pretty.

Congratulations.

Good Race.

Rusty:
You Show Me

A Good Loser,

I'll Show You

A Loser.

This Ain't

For Little Girls.

So, Young Lady,

Why Don't You Do Us,

And The Sport,

A Favor

And Get Out Now.

You're Right. They're Jerks.

Yes!

Cut It Out!

[Giggles]

That Is So Annoying.

Did You Get

To 5.0 Yet?

Not Yet.

Come On.

Let Me Try.

Later.

Oh, Please!

Please! Please!

Please! Please!

Ok, Ok! Here!

Thank You.

Hmm.

5.17!

You Didn't!

It Took Me Almost

An Hour To Get 5.35.

[Sighs]

This Is Boring.

Daddy! I Think

This Thing's Defective!

Janet Lee:

It's Late, Honey.

Time For Bed.

Just A Few

More Minutes.

It's A School Night.

[Whining] Mom.

You Can't Win

All The Time, Erica.

Are You Gonna Be

Like This Every

Time You Lose?

'Cause I'm Not Gonna

Put Up With It.

It's Just A Race.

I Know.

I Just Really Hate

To Lose, That's All.

And That Jordy Kid Is--

Then Why Do

You Do It?

Are The Trophies

Really Worth

What You're Putting

Yourself Through?

It's Not Just

The Trophies.

Then What Is It?

Well, I Mean--

[Sighs] This Might

Sound Stupid.

But When I'm Out There

On The Track,

And I'm Sitting

In The Driver's Seat

There, I Just--

Don't Laugh.

I Won't.

I Just Feel Like...

Like That's Where I Belong.

I Mean, Ever Since

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