Sobre o livro
Well, well, what do we have here? It's a HUGE, very NOISY traffic jam and everyone's in a hurry to get somewhere! The racing car, off to the track, goes vrooooom; the beach buggy, on its way to the coast, goes bumble bumble; and Mr Luigi cries "Mamma Mia! My ice creams are melting!" Whatever could be the cause of all this traffic?