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argumentativeaxolotl · 5 months

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Cars INCORRECT QUOTES⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ (mainly featuring the RGB Trio lmfaoo. Probably humanized too)

Lightning: [Pointing at Chick] Look at him and tell me there is a God!

Strip:

Chick: He made me in his own image👹👹👹

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Lightning: [On the phone] Hey Doc? Can I borrow 5000 bucks?

Doc: Why do you need $5000? Plus aren’t you rich???

Lightning: It’s for an escape room.

Doc: What kind of escape room needs $5000?!

Lightning:

Lightning: Jail.

ALTERNATIVELY:

Cal: [On the phone] Uncle Strip, could I borrow… 5000 smackeroos?

Strip: Why do you need $5000?

Cal: For an escape room.

Strip: What the hell kind of escape room needs $5000?!

Cal: Jail.

Strip: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

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Chick: Just found out the world doesn’t revolve around me. Shocked and upset.

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Strip: How long are we going to stand here and let him do that?

Chick: Just give him a minute… or two… This is seriously entertaining…

Lightning: [Struggling and on the verge of tears whilst pushing on a door that VERY CLEARLY has pull written on it]

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Doc: Since it’s impossible to know which part of my life is the middle, I’ve decided to have an ongoing crisis.

ALTERNATIVELY:

Strip: Since it’s impossible to know which part of my life is the middle, I’ve decided to have an ongoing crisis.

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Sally: [Annoyed] What are you, five?

Lightning: [With sass, no braincells] Yeah! Five heads taller than you!

Sally:

Lightning:

Lightning: I’m deeply sorry for my actions and have learned from my mistakes please don’t hurt me.

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Chick: Go big or go home!

Hicks Crew Chief: [Tears in his eyes] We’re all begging you, Chick. For once in your life, go home. Please. Just this once, go home.

Chick: I’m going big. 👹👹

Hicks Crew: [Muffled sobbing]

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Lightning: I have an idea—

Strip: [Racer-Sitting for the other Crew Chiefs] If it involves you, Chick, Cal, Bobby, and the Avatar Theme-song then no.

Lightning: [Crossing his arms sassily] Well never mind then!

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Strip: Gods give me patience…

Chick: I think you mean “give me strength”.

Strip: [Exhausted, pointedly] If the gods gave me strength, everyone would be dead.

Chick: [Nervous sweating]

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Sorry it’s so short yall! If you guys have any suggestions for incorrect quotes please feel free to drop them and lmk abt them. I’m having fun writing these lmaooo.

Anyways I think I’m funny lol. Enjoy these 💀

#cars 2006 #cars 1 #humanized cars #chick hicks #human lightning mcqueen #humanization #lightning mcqueen #strip weathers #headcanon #incorrect quotes #doc hudson #pixar cars #humanized cal weathers #cal weathers #sally carrera

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marvuk · 4 months

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Okay, I just want to say that @lightningstorm115 once came up with a crossover of «Cars» and «High School Musical». They both saved vibe 2006 so I wanted to consider it! This isn't the last art with this idea, definitely not the last... Because in this story, as in the story of the original, one day a new generation appears...

I know Cal and Bobby weren't in the first cars, but if they perform with Lightning in the third part, it means that they are about the same age and their youth was in 2006!

A reference from "high school musical" in the comments!!

#cars 3 pixar #disney cars #cars fandom #cars art #cars 3 #cars fanart #cars pixar #cars humanized #cars human au #bobby swift #cal weathers #lightning mcqueen #humanization #artists on tumblr #art #cars 2006 #high school musical

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beetlecakes · 22 days

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More lightning McQueen headcanons

I’m on a long ass roadtrip back home bc I’m moving. Things aren’t going slay so I’m projecting :D

Doc forces him to take sleeping pills or else Lightning won’t fall asleep at a decent time

He tends to get restless and overthinks

Most of it is due to media and racing

Gets horrible panic attacks

He had one in front of Doc and got super embarrassed after

Doc reassured him and was shockingly really good at comforting Lightning

He ended up prescribing him anxiety meds

Lightning tends to overdo it during practice and races

It’s a way to prove his worth

He has a fear of failure and doesn’t want to let anyone down

Months after Doc became Lightnings pit crew chief, Lightnings ended up pushing himself to sickness and injury

Obviously he kept going and said he was fine

Until sheriff dragged a half asleep Lightning back to Doc’s

Lightning thought Doc would be mad but he just got a lecture

Lightning never believed someone could care so much for him (besides Mack)

Doc will take Lightnings phone when the media becomes too much

Occasionally starts Twitter drama on accident

His stans will go to war with Chick Hicks stans

Lightning, Cal, Bobby, and Brick will bully each other online

It’s usually small jabs at each other

#lightning mcqueen #radiator springs #cars 2006 #cars pixar #lightning and doc #lightning mcqueen headcanons #humanized cars headcanons #pixar cars headcanons #cal weather #bobby swift #brick yardley

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roadbait95 · 3 months

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damn i actually dont hate this. also ignore the god awful job i did at his hair but i guess this counts as a sneak peek of my new design for cal lol

ref under cut

#cars 2006 #pixar cars #cal weathers #lightning mcqueen #disney cars #humanized cars #cars movie #art

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kachow-i-love-being-me · 11 months

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RAAAAHHHHGGRRRGHHHRR

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switzle · 4 months

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cal weathers sketchesss he’s slowly growing on me

#cal weathers #cars 3 #pixar cars #GET OUT OF MY HEADD #cars humanized

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justlemoney · 8 months

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Alright, um I am bored and I've been thinking about making some Cars Characters on Character.Ai ⊂⁠(⁠(⁠・⁠▽⁠・⁠)⁠)⁠⊃

It's an app and website where you can, as the name states, chat with your favorite characters

And since I don't have anything better to do in my free time, if you have any cars character request, just send it to me with a story/chat beginning, scenario, that you would like

And I will do my best to create the chat ai/bot, suitable for your liking (⁠つ⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)⁠つ

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rookie-lou · 13 days

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New story on AO3 - Cars 3 alternative version, humanized

Doc is alive

(Interactive story, basically two stories in one with even more endings)

🚗(If you choose red line)

Alternative version to cars 3. When Lightning pushes too hard, he ends up in a fatal accident. Includes missing scenes like Doc’s and Sally’s reaction. Can he get back to the racing scene with Cruz's help? And what if Jackson suddenly has to train with him? How did they end up at an abandoned airport, chased by the police? And why does he seem to have problems with the new car while others handle it with ease? Was his brain injury worse than he thought?

🚙(If you choose blue line)

But what if… he never had the accident, but his best friend Cal did? How will Lightning live with the guilt of having caused it and find his way back into his life? And will his best friend ever be able to remember him again, let alone walk after the accident? And how will Lightning end up in Italy - meeting someone he never expected at that moment?

And… Sally is pregnant! Lightning will meet his firstborn child in this story.

#ao3 #lightning mcqueen #cars fandom #pixar cars #disney cars #cars pixar #doc hudson #humanized cars #sally carrera #cal weathers

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swiftweathers · 10 months

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the "you with the dark curls you with the water color eyes" but humanized swiftweathers

#cars fandom #disney cars #humanized cars #swiftweathers on the brain #swiftweathers #bobby swift #cal weathers

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nick-thecreator · 1 year

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Y'all want some more shitty headcanons? No- well here they are

What I think Car's characters DnD races/classes would be (Part 1... probably):

Lighting McQueen: Human Ranger

Doc Hudson: Half-Elf Monk/Warlock multiclass

Tow Mater: Half-Orc Barbarian

Sally Carrera: Human Wizard

Strip Weathers: Elf Fighter

Chick Hicks: Human Fighter/Bard multiclass

Sarge: Human Paladin

Fillmore: Elf Druid

Sheriff: Human Fighter

Ramone: Tiefling Bard

Flo: Half-Elf Cleric

Finn Mcmissle: Changeling Rogue/Bard multiclass

Leland Turbo: Changeling Wizard/Rogue multiclass

Holly Shiftwell: Changeling Rogue

Miles Axlerod: Half-Elf Paladin (But let's be honest, he'd probably be the DM)

Professor Zundapp: Hafling Wizard

Grem Gremlin: Human Cleric or Fighter

Acer Pacer: Human Fighter

Jackson Storm: Tiefling Sorcerer

Cruz Ramirez: Human Cleric

Cal Weathers: Elf Sorcerer

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argumentativeaxolotl · 9 months

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Uhhh what I think the Cars 1 (humanized) characters listen to/music taste bc I’m tired and out of ideas and I’m bored lol:

Lightning McQueen:

I feel like he’d listen to Taylor Swift. He’s not a Swifty, just likes her music lol. I feel like he’d listen to a lot of 80’s-90’s rock and have the same sort of music taste as Star-Lord from Guardians Of The Galaxy. He probably likes a lot of YouTube songs that aren’t really on the radio.

Chick Hicks:

He 100% listens to rock n roll. I feel like he’d also like 80’s-90’s rock. He’d probably hear some country music and cringe before changing the station and start cringing at the 2000’s music. Chick 100% secretly listens to Kesha and ABBA and I will die on this hill. He appreciates Michael Jackson, worships him even.

Strip Weathers:

Bro is a country guy. I mean… c’mon. Look at him. Also he likes Lil Nas X. I headcanon that he’d enjoy My Chemical Romance though. I just think it would be funny as fuck if he and Cal were just going for a drive and;

Cal: Uncle Strip can we please listen to something other than Old Town Road??? It’s been on repeat for like three hours!

Strip: If it bugs you that much, sure. Let me change the station, kiddo.

*Black Parade Intensifies*

Cal: Emo music? Hard pass— Uncle Strip??

Strip: *gasps* I love this song! 🎶When I was, a young boy, my father took me into the city! To see a marching band!!🎶🎶🎶🗣️🗣️🗣️

Cal:

Cal: What the fuck??? What the actual fuck???

Doc Hudson:

Bro listens to classical music. I feel like he’d use this more as a front than anything or for when he’s working because it helps him focus. Otherwise he’d refuse to talk about or even listen to piano and violins. Idk about you but he gives me the vibes of someone who likes musicals and jingles from movies(Ghost Busters theme or the Jurassic Park main theme). Aside from that, he probably has a very picky taste in music and simply likes certain songs from certain artists.

Sally Carrera:

She likes all music. I feel like she wouldn’t care what plays as long as something is playing. But her favorite music is metal. I think this is funny for the same reason Strip liking MCR is funny.

Tow Mater:

He likes country as well idk what to say lol. I think he’d try to get Lightning into country then quickly find himself liking the same things Lightning does. Mater seems like the type of guy to try and show off the music he likes, fails, then likes everybody else’s music when they show him. He tries.

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ralphiesaces · 1 year

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hc cal, bobby, and lightning all knew each other and were kinda close in the lower circuit before lightning moved up

but once they got back together oh my god the crazy stuff, but honestly just them being like kids around each other, holding grudges over uno games, decorating their trailers, messing w someone whenever they took a nap, just simple things (+ the unspoken rule that cars and equipment are off limits for obvious reasons)

interviews were trending all the time bc they were like the internets fav thing bc of how friendly the actually were off the track

#human au #cal weathers #bobby swift #lightning mcqueen #cars 1 #cars 2 (2011)#cars 3 (2017)#piston cup vets #pixar cars #cars 2006 #op

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cars-and-planes-dork · 5 months

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So I guess I better give some Cal Weathers headcanons. This man took over my heart the second he was onscreen and I wish we got more from him. Oh well, I guess it's up to us as fans. Worth saying that these headcanons are humanized, cause I'm in the mood for humanized stuff.

-So first of all, my thoughts on Cal and his family situation. His own parents were deadbeats who hardly had anything to do with his life and left him with his aunt and uncle, who have been amazing and supportive to him as he grew up. His uncle was also very excited to learn that Cal took an interest in racing.

-Cal is short for Callahan.

-Cal is lactose intolerant. He tends to disregard this because he thinks dairy is delicious and the pain is worth it. (And then often regrets his decision).

-He's also really good with animals. He can make friends with just about any animal, but he really loves dogs.

-Cal may be the nephew of Strip 'the King' Weathers, but he is talented in his own right and tries his hardest to not be a nepo baby and just rely on his family's legacy. (The press has always been cruel to him).

-He is very affectionate and unashamed of this. If you're his friend, be prepared for lots of hugs.

-Cal is a huge fan of spicy flavors to a very high degree. His tolerance is incredible.

-Cal may be a little on the autism spectrum. (I'm shamelessly projecting on him). It contributes to his inability to think of comebacks on the fly.

That's all I have for now but I assure you I'll probably have more about him, considering how much I think about him.

#pixar cars #cars 3 #cal weathers #cars humanized

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thatonelightyear · 1 year

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And how do I find myself - if I don’t even know who I am?

Crossposted on ao3 here

A Cal Weathers - centred fic, about his thoughts post-retirement.

Heavy Angst ahead just a PSA

And I- And I don’t know what to do.

I don’t know where to go from here.

When he wakes up he normally draws the blinds.

Today he doesn’t. He sits in the dark, gaze fixed absently on the covered window and letting just the sound of his breathing bleed out to fill the room.

It’s Sunday.

He should be racing.

Behind the wheel, fingers gripping onto it so tight it was like a lifeline, heart thudding, adrenaline pumping through his veins. Laughing and cursing as he pushes the car 200 around the turns. Shifting gears, yanking the brake, eyeing the mirror. Embracing the screams of the crowd, the roar of the engines, the asphalt that stretched ahead of him and-

He should be racing.

He isn’t.

His own words resurface in his mind. Two weeks prior feels like an eternity ago.

He can still remember it though, the helpless smile that had tugged at his lips, the half shrug he had offered, the icy despair that he had forced to slide off his spine and onto the floor. The creak and hiss of hydraulics as the hauler ramp is drawn up, Lightning slowly vanishing from sight. There had been a muted ‘thump’ as the door slid into place, and he had breathed out. Slow and steady even as tears pricked the corners of his eyes.

This is what you wanted.

Is it really what you wanted?

Two Saturdays Ago.

“You sure ‘bout this, Cal?” Tex’s southern drawl drags him out of his thoughts as his hand pauses over the paper, pen not quite touching the solid line just yet.

His throat dries.

He takes a long, deep breath.

“We can always get you a better car-” The rest of Tex’s words fade into the distance as he stares down at that empty blank. Memories of Sunday before flicker in his mind, far too glaring to ignore.

The car feels good as he grips the steering wheel tight. Yet- yet he watches Storm’s tail lights become dimmer and dimmer in the distance. The clean hum of next-gen engines haunts him, constantly ringing in his ears.

‘Hey Cal. Next week will be better. We’ll- We’ll figure it out.’ Strip’s voice filters over his earpieces, and he blinks.

‘It’s over?’ He can scarcely believe it. There’s a soft affirmation from his uncle, and the silent question of : do you want to know..? Lingers between them.

Bitterness suddenly rises from somewhere within him. At the way his uncle was acting, like he was a brittle piece of glass about to shatter. At the fact that he had tried so hard - that he had thought he had done well and-

He lets the car slow to a stop.

He’s pretty sure Strip can hear his ragged breathing, but he doesn’t say a word.

“Just tell me. I can take it,” he snaps, too harshly, he knows this. Yet the emotions roiling within him are so overwhelming. This is the best he can muster.

“...twenty eighth.”

Cal can hear the slightest of shakes in his uncle’s voice. His heart drops as guilt floods him, washing away whatever spite still remained.

“Okay.” He utters, because he has no strength to say anything else.

The blond forces himself to snap out of it. This is what mattered. Right now. This decision.

“Yes.” He says, and tries to make his voice sound strong.

“Alright kid,” The Dinoco tycoon opposite him relents, but he can see the sorrow in his eyes too. Cal resists the urge to click the pen in his hands.

He breathes out, all careful and composed.

“I’m sorry, Tex,” he finally says after a long beat of silence had stretched between them. He owes him this much - he owes him so much more.

“If you ever need anythin’... let me know,” he hears the older man say as he gets up. All he can offer is a tiny nod.

This was what you wanted.

…Why?

That day he returned home after leaving the circuits for good, he glimpsed one of his two Piston Cups, glittering innocently where it lay. His chest constricts painfully at the reminder, and he almost lets out some sort of twisted laugh. Everything seemed to remind him of racing. Of course.

Of course it did.

That’s just how it has always been, really. Racing… it ran in his blood. And he had been handling it fine. He had. Until now and everything in his body just aches, an unseen void somewhere deep within him. He had wanted to race so badly, but what was racing if there was no one left for you to race with on the track?

Surely this was better than having to race alone week upon week. Yet his heart had screamed to return to the track. To keep racing regardless of the result.

-No. Stop. He couldn’t second guess himself now. It’s too late.

Somewhere within him he had already accepted this. Because although he might not know himself that much he… he wouldn’t be happy. Not truly happy, racing in circumstances such as those.

So amidst all the warring emotions and thoughts clashing in his head he just stood there silently, staring at the way sunlight gleamed off gold. Yet never really looking at the gold at all.

Everything that day had been so agonisingly conflicting, with the unmistakable yearning in his heart to simply keep racing, and the sudden consuming loneliness.

His phone had rang, and his feet carried him to the source of the sound, purely through muscle memory. Cal had picked it up, taking a sharp breath to hopefully even out his breathing, before answering.

“Cal? How’re you doing, dear?” Lynda’s voice had filtered over the receiver, and he had almost shattered right there and then. Instead, he had dredged up enough strength to utter a ‘Doin’ alright.’ despite how obviously that had been a lie. A long silence on the other end had actually made him prepare for a scolding of sorts. He knew Lynda hated lying - yet what happened had been completely the opposite. “...Alright then, Cal.” He had heard the sadness in her words, quiet and hidden.

Cal had forced himself to keep his breathing even.

“Is Uncle there?” He had then asked, ignoring how his voice bordered on the edges of an exhausted rasp.

“Of course, dear- do you want to talk to him?”

Everything had told him to say yes, and still all that had slipped out of his mouth had been a succinct ‘no’.

Recalling it all now he realises he still remembered the questions that had surfaced in his mind. The things that he would have said, he should have said to his uncle.

He still doesn’t know why he had said no.

Maybe I just wanted so much to be someone else that-

I never had the chance to know who I wanted to be.

After that every day had become clockwork. Wake up bathed in darkness, unable to bring himself to draw the blinds, washing up, eating just a little. Feeding the cats, staring off into the distance and zoning out for definitely far too long to be considered healthy.

One of those days - he can’t remember when, time had been something he hadn’t bothered keeping track of - the cats had clambered up on his bed as he’d sat there listlessly.

They had been purring, a rumbling sound that seemed to fill the room, pushing just the slightest bits of life and reality back into him.

Cal had just broken down, he didn’t even know why, but shaking gasps had burst forth from his lips, a choking, strangled sound of unexplainable anguish. Fingers clutching desperately at the sheets for the feeling to ground him, drawing his knees up to his chest.

Alone in his room with no one but a few fluffy companions so much kinder than he had ever expected- Cal Weathers allows his world to crash down.

He wonders if this is part of the healing process. He sobs and wonders how healing is so hard.

Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Tell yourself you’re fine.

Say it out loud.

Today is slightly more stable.

Sure, he should be racing. And he isn’t.

But today, after looking back on it all. The wound is still rubbed tender and raw.

Maybe it’s time to do something else. The notion surfaces in his mind for the briefest of moments, and he- he thinks this is a good sign.

He hopes it’s a good sign.

He draws in a breath, lets it out slow. Repeats that. Over and over and over.

Cal swings his legs over the side of the bed and gets up. Every step to the window seems like it's weighed like lead. Still, it’s lighter than it was before.

He pauses before the blinds, shuttering his eyes. Focusing on the way his lungs filled and emptied ever so slowly.

Breathe carefully.

His eyes flit open as he tugs on the blinds. He allows sunlight to stream in and he thinks he feels just the slightest of warmth.

And maybe he’s getting there.

Cal picks up his phone and powers it on, swiping to the few contacts he has stored.

Another tentative breath.

Pawsteps echo in his doorway and he gives just a tiny smile to the calico lurking at the entrance of his room.

He makes the call and the dial tones hums - someone picks up.

For a moment there’s nothing but the sound of breathing.

“Hey Cal. Wanna go fishin’? If you’re… If you’re free, of course.” His uncle’s voice is gentler than he’s ever imagined, and his only response to the question is a watery laugh. It lingers in the morning air, soft and unrestrained.

“Okay.” He says. He thinks he’s getting there, ever so slowly. “I’m okay, Uncle Strip. I think.” He’s sure his uncle didn’t miss the way his voice cracked.

Yet his uncle says nothing, and he can hear a faint exhale, relieved, from his end. “You should call Emi. And Cal… I’m proud of you.” The older Weathers finally states, and Cal feels a warm flutter that he can’t quite name.

He breathes in and the morning air is fresher than before.

And maybe now there’s finally time to find out what I want to become.

AN : This was done completely on a whim lmao- but i figured it's been a long while since i posted this fic and hence this is a thing now. XD Hope you enjoyed- please reblog!!

#cars fandom #cars 3 #cars 3 (2017)#cars pixar #cal weathers #lightning mcqueen #strip weathers #lynda weathers #angst #cars fanfiction #humanized cars #cars universe #my fics

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