"We're here," Dipper said.
"Tire Town Old Cars' Home."
It was Saturday.
The friends were meeting Dipper's grandma.
"This place is nice," Eddy said.
"I see a garden," Poppy said.
Jeb looked around.
"Does this place have dirt?" he asked.
"Nope," Dipper said.
"Older cars don't like dirt."
"I don't see any piles," said Gasser.
"There's nothing to jump over."
"Of course not," Dipper said.
"Older cars don't jump over piles."
Some cars and trucks drove over.
"Dipper!" said an ice cream truck.
"Hi, Grandma!" Dipper said.
"These are my friends."
The older cars smiled at Eddy.
They smiled at Poppy and Jeb.
But then the cars saw Gasser.
"Oh no!" one car said.
"That truck is scary!"