So you reblogged something a while ago ("no concrete explanation for how anyone was able to call Cruz’s Hamilton") and I'd like to hear your say on it *chinhands* especially because Hamilton said /Whipplefilter/ was calling which.. is.. strange.. (???) since 1) "race cars don't have phones" 2) Lightning asked Smokey to get Cruise back to the track, so why "call from Whipplefilter".. I think this bugs me more than there being no explanation as to why the cars are sentient dnhskdjmsjmdm 1/2
Theory 1: I did it.
I called her. I am Chester Whipplefilter, and I called her from beyond the void. I’ve been forced to reveal my secret!
Theory 2: There is literally a tiny Lewis Hamilton inside of Cruz, and he helped them out.
I mean, it’s possible.
Theory 3: A fortuitous merge error.
Okay, this one I’m actually really into. XD I love computing drama.
Sterling has apparently invested money in some pretty intense, technologically advanced racing wrap, right? So Cruz and Lightning are both sporting tech that can transmit data to the cloud–speed stats and vital signs, sure, but also contact info (and probably also their purchasing habits, most frequently viewed webpages, their YouTube history, and demographic data for targeted ads).
Well, racecars don’t have phones, but retired crew chiefs cum backwoods auto mechanics do, because this is the gosh darn 21st century and you can bet Smokey drove into town to pick up his pre-ordered iPhone 7 the day it came out.
But with the iOS update shenanigans ensued, and everyone’s contacts got dealphabetized and no one could type Is. And since Smokey was the one with the phone, but Lightning was the one with the suit, Cruz’s bluetooth registered them as the same person because they happened to be parked too close to one another when it was collecting its data.
Then, the tech searched the cloud for Lightning’s last known alias, which happened to be Whipplefilter.
When Cruz gets the call and says, confused, “Whipplefilter?” she’s not confused because she doesn’t remember who Whipplefilter is. She’s just not sure how that contact GOT INTO HER PHONE, since she didn’t put it there.
Luckily, this all worked out for the best, and it turns out the movie was basically saved by cloud-based computing and machine learning and invasive information science being in their infancy and kind of sucking.
Thanks, Sterling! And Apple.