[s8e2] A La | Cart

"See, Chris? That’s what happens when you use quality adhesives."

"The only thing I’m eating today is victory, Joe! And maybe a churro if the guy comes back around," Peter shot back. [S8E2] A La Cart

"Ready to eat my dust, Peter?" Joe shouted over the roar of the engines, his jaw set in that permanent state of intensity. "See, Chris

"Dad, I don't think the engine should be held on by used chewing gum," Chris had worried, staring at the rattling hunk of metal they’d salvaged from a discarded woodchipper. "Ready to eat my dust, Peter

"That’s just weight reduction, Chris! We’re getting faster!"

The green flag dropped, and the karts tore away. Peter and Chris were immediately overtaken by a toddler in a Barbie Jeep, but Peter wasn't deterred. He leaned forward, screaming at the engine to "dig deep." As they rounded the first turn, the Griffin Ground-Pounder began to vibrate so violently that Chris’s hat flew off, followed shortly by one of the side mirrors. "We’re losing parts, Dad!"