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Look at them go! Into the final lap.

And here comes number seven...

Dusty Crophopp?!

And Dusty wins the gold!

Go, Duster!

Dusty, you were just

a small-town crop duster

who overcame impossible odds

to win the Wings Around

the Globe Rally.

And now, you're an air racing legend.

Well, Brent' I've had an amazing team

supporting me every step of the way.

The best coach, the best mechanic...

and the best fuel truck

that anyone could ask for.

Hey, wait a minute.

You're a gas consultant.

That's correct. I've got gas.

Awesome pic, Dust,

except your eyes are closed.

Racing with your eyes closed,

huh? So, that's your secret.

Yeah, you figured it out, Chug.

That was

some pretty fancy flying, Dusty.

Saw it all on my radio with pictures.

You mean your TV.

No, no. That's clearing up.

My bumper was nearly

corroded right through.

- All right.

- Disgusting looking.

Yeah, it was all rusty and blistered.

I got it. Anyway, what else is going on?

Dottie gave me some of that Rust-eze

Medicated Bumper Ointment.

- Hows it look now'?

- Looks great. Fine.

- Take a closer look.

- That's close enough.

What was that?

Didn't need to see that.

HEY, hey, guys, guys. Listen to this.

"After his Red Bulldozer win,

Dusty Crophopper..."

- That's you.

-"...returns to Propwash Junction..."

- That's here.

-"...where he will be performing

"at their annual Corn Festival."

They mentioned the Corn Festival?

It's national news!

Seriously? That's great.

Yeah. The phone's been

ringing off the hook here at the motel.

Gonna have to get out

the inflatable hangars.

Yeah, everybody

wants to see you, Dusty.

It's gonna be the biggest Corn Fest yet.

Dust'!-

- Ready to do some flying?

Absolutely, Skipper.

- Don't stay out too late.

- Later, Dust.

Remember to open your eyes.

Hey, Propwash Tower,

this is Crophopper Seven.

Flight of two, ready for takeoff

Crophopper Seven, Propwash Tower.

Wind's calm. Runway

two-seven clear for takeoff

Have a great ?ight, fellas.

Crophopper Seven ?ight, on the (oil.

Snap into those turns.

Tighten ii up.

There you go.

Now let's work that vertical!

Dusty!

- Dusty, are you okay?

"My engine.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

steady, there.

Propwash Tower,

this is Jolly Wrench Seven.

We're a flight of two,

five miles north of the airport...

inbound for a precautionary landing.

Roger. Proceed direct to the numbers.

Wind two-seven zero at five.

Runway two-seven clear to land.

I don't know what it was.

I wasn't doing anything different.

Pylon turns, a vertical,

like we do every day.

I feel great now' but...

I got a love-hate relationship

with you, Dusty.

Love that you're my best customer,

hate what you're doing to yourself.

Come on, Dot. You saw me

at the Red Bulldozer race.

I kicked Aston Martin out there!

You're not even listening

to what I'm saying.

And hey, Speed City Airfest

is just a few weeks away.

And I think, if I get a little more speed

coming out of my turns,

really work that radial-G,

I can definitely improve my lime.

Yeah, I'm feeling it.

I'm feeling good about my next race.

Well, no damage to the casing

or compressor blades.

See? I told you. Just a hiccup.

- But there is...

- Dusty! Dusty!

What happened? Are you okay, Dust?

It's okay.

Was it your fuel'?

I tested it this morning.

I always take a little sip. Gets me going.

It's okay. I got quite a little scare there.

- But Dottie here...

- Dusty!

And it's all good news,

gave me the all-clear.

Your reduction gearbox is failing.

My gearbox?

Your chip detector had a cluster

of steel shavings on it.

Flakes from the gears.

That's what caused the trouble.

Well, you could just replace it.

Order a new one from A-G Parts.

It'll be here by the end of the week.

Right?

What?

Your gearbox... It's...

It's out of production.

Long since discontinued.

Can't even remember

the last time I saw one.

But, Dottie...

Come on, can't you just

build Dust a new one?

No. It's too complex. It has to be factory.

Well, I mean, there has...

From now on,

you have to back off the torque.

Keep it under 80 percent.

What? 80 percent?

Dottie, you've got me

cranked up to 140.

I need that to race.

If you push yourself into the red,

-your gearbox will fail.

- No, Dottie!

And then your engine will seize.

- Maybe the test that you did was wrong!

- Dusty, listen!

But I've got a race coming up!

You'll crash!

You push yourself into the red,

you'll crash.

Look, I'm gonna install

a warning light on your panel.

A warning light?

If it comes on, you'll need to pull power.

Slow down.

But, Dottie...

You're saying...

I can't race anymore.

I'm so sorry.

I was making my descent

To the Old "BNA"

At gate number three

Concourse A

Can you believe it?

She left me for a hybrid.

I didn't even hear him coming.

And there I saw

a wide-body jet

Make me pitch and yaw

My runway romance

At gate number three

All right, boys, I got three Crudeweisers,

and who ordered the Spruce Goose?

What? It's tangy.

Hey, sugar rims,

you just fall out of a B-17?

'Cause you're da bomb.

Pickup trucks.

Dame's an excellent mechanic.

You know as well as I,

she wouldn't have said

what she said unless she was sure.

- Hey, Dusty! Dusty!

- Hey, Dusty!

- Dusty, hey!

- There he is.

Dust, listen, we just got off the radio

with Ethan up in Grand Flaps.

Old "Grand Flaps Ethan."

He's got the gearbox?

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