You were at a oil rig...the only human. The last human! You were above the living cars as they had a meeting...about...sabotaging race cars?

Hugos? Trunkovs? Pacers? Gremlins? Loser cars?!

Grem rolls over to his boss. "Hey boss! We found the British agent! He's all boxed up!" They opened a crate of a car that is crushed in a shape of a box...

However, you just gave yourself away as you let out a gasp.

"Huh?" Grem looks up at you. "She's seen too much! Kill her!" He quickly rolls his car towards the leverage.