Ah, the end of another day. Everyone in the World Grand Prix had been very hard workers. They were very happy and proud. Except Miguel Camino. He was sick. Lightning McQueen: What's wrong with you, Miguel? Miguel: My tank is hurting. McQueen: Maybe it's hurting with you! Miguel: It isn't funny! You don't care about me! But Carla Veloso saw Miguel was leaking oil. She was worried. The next day, Miles Axlerod arrived. Axlerod: Lightning McQueen, Miguel Camino, and Francesco Bernoulli, you must get some carts, and take them to the harbour. McQueen and Francesco: Yes, sir! Miguel: I must not complain.