"I have some news," said Mr. Grill.
"I'm forming a racing team."
"What?" cried Eddy.
"Really?" said Zippy.
"Tryouts are next week," said Mr. Grill.
"I'll pick the fastest cars.
They'll get team stickers."
"Oh boy!" said Eddy.
"I hope I make the team."
"You will," said Poppy.
"You're fast," said Jeb.
"We'll help you train," said Dipper.
Eddy trained all week.
He drove faster each day.
His friends cheered him on.
"Go, Eddy!" said Jeb.
Zippy flew by Eddy.
"Ha-ha!" said Zippy.
"Eddy won't make the team!"
Eddy stopped.
"Don't listen to Zippy," said Poppy.
"You'll make the team."
Eddy sighed.
"I hope you're right."