Other Fan Fiction ❯ Cannonball Run 4.0: A Legend Reborn ❯ The Mysterious Jack Morris ( Chapter 8 )

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Foyt had already arrived at the Texas Motor Speedway where his men had already dug up the treasure and were ready to show him. Just as he was about to step out of the Cadillac limo, the General Lee came screeching into the parking lot with a bunch of police cars behind.
“Damn it. Peter step on it,” Foyt yelled.
The limo rocketed forward getting a good lead on the Charger. The police meanwhile were able to take down the men and grabbed the treasure.
“Luke, go faster,” Walker said.
“I’m trying!” Luke shouted back.
Meanwhile Dean looked out the window for a second.
“Hey, guys look!”
He pointed as the others looked. The Challenger that had saved them had joined the chase. The guy rolled his window a crack and a song could be heard playing.

Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme

“Hey, that’s Highway to Hell!” Dean said proudly.
As the group watched, the Challenger shot passed them and sped forward.
“I think he is going to try and take him out,” Brock said.

Ain't nothing i would rather do Going down, party time My friends are gonna be there too

The Challenger then accelerated along side of limo.
“What the?!” Jennings said shocked.

I'm on the highway to hell.

The Challenger then rammed the limo. The limo slid sideways. The Challenger then hit it from the other side.

No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land

With one final hit, the limo sat destroyed. Luke then drove the General Lee over to where the limo rest. Jennings, Henry, and Mr. Foyt tried to run but Walker, Trivett, and Yates got them. With the music still playing in the background.

I'm on the highway to hell (don't stop me) And i'm going down, all the way down I'm on the highway to hell
(Highway to Hell by AC/DC)

“Well Arthur, there is one thing you didn’t count on. That is me bringing friends.”

As the group headed back to the warehouse, they were joined by their mystery driver. When they arrived, all the racers were standing next to their cars. As the group reunited, one question remained. Dean decided he would ask it.
“Hey, what’s your name?” he shouted to the Challenger.
“Funny you should ask that,” said the stranger.
“Hey, he sounds familiar,” Bo said.
Slowly the stranger came out. First, the group saw he was wearing cowboy boots and then a large cowboy hat.
Luke then realized who it was.
“Holy Shit it’s…..RICHARD PETTY!!”
“Richard who?” asked Tommy
“Richard Petty, the King of NASCAR.”
“Oh,” said the group.
“What are you doing here Mr. Petty?” Brock asked.
“I thought you would like to meet ‘Jack Morris’ in person.”
“You’re Jack Morris?” Brock said puzzled.
“Yep. You see, 15 years ago your friend Victor contacted me about the treasure. He told me that if anything were to happen to him I was to try and convince you to do the Cannonball again knowing that the racers you got could help you stop Foyt.”
“Well, that sounds like Victor,” Brock responded.

After about a few minutes, Tommy asked Brock a question.
“Hey, Yates, are we going to finish the Cannonball?”
“Oh Yeah, I almost forgot. Listen up everyone the Cannonball will continue in a minute here. But, first let me thank you guys for saving the Cannonball because you have done that I will award $300 million to the 2nd place finisher and $200 million to 3rd place finisher. With that being said, do you want to start them Richard?”
“Yes, I would.”

“Racers get into your cars and go, go, go!”
With that being said all the teams were back into their cars and took off heading for Daytona Beach. After the racers had disappeared in a cloud of dust, Brock, J.J., and Richard Petty left in Yates’s private helicopter for Daytona International Speedway. The race was back on!