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Go West Deathtrap Tour [FINISHED]


#244

TEAM OUTRIDERS


Luigi: That has to be the funniest god damn thing I’ve ever seen.

Zach: I didn’t think she was going to slap me.

Blake: After what you just said?

Zach: Marc told me to say it!

Marc: I was joking! I didn’t think you were actually going to say that.

(Recap: While getting fuel, Zach noticed the rather attractive cashier in the gas station. Following advice from Marc he went up to her and said “Hey baby, are you Irish? Because my dick’s a Dublin!” Needless to say, her response was not quite accommodating)

Marc: It’s getting late.

Blake: Yeah, I think we’re going to call it a night shortly.

Zach: How are we going to tackle tomorrow?

Blake: Marc is gonna take the wheel and we’re giving it Hell.

Luigi: We’ve made great time, but we are risking others passing us while we sleep.

Zach: That’s okay, this crazy fool can shoot at them.

Marc: Actually, no I can’t. Those were my last blanks. And I am not firing live rounds at them.

Blake: Alright, let’s start our search for somewhere to camp for the night.


#245

Team Wagons West
Friday 4PM - 6 PM
Beth was having a blast driving, but it was taking it’s toll. Having been behind the wheel since 10AM, she’d been in a poorly supportive seat for too long.
Beth: Time for a driver change soon. This car is not the most comfortable thing I’ve ever driven. Who wants the Captain’s Hat? (She actually had a Captain’s Hat… on her head)
Bill: Aunt Toni, you up for another drive?
Toni: It’s the best way to keep our momentum. You two drive like old ladies.
R-dog: If I recall correctly, I was the only one who didn’t break the grasshopper.
Bill: Don’t bring that up. This car is holding up just fine.
Toni: For now. I don’t trust the exh…
Bill: What?
Rich-meister: Ignore what she said. It’s what she didn’t say that counts, and she didn’t say we’re losing.
A more prominent knocking sound came from under the spare wheel carrier… sort of like an exhaust rattling around.
Bill (eyes Wookiee suspiciously, then turns back to Beth): We can stop at the Fort Hall check point.


Friday 6PM - 8 PM
Toni has once again taken prime position within the car, and is wearing Beth’s hat.
Toni: Hoist the decks! Swab the anchor! Raise the… flag thingie! Aaarrrrr! There’s an enemy a’fore us!
Wookiee: Aye, cap’n. We’ll run by their port side… and…
Bill: Tap their booty!
Much laughter was had as they passed the little Mercial for the 2nd time… maybe the other car didn’t notice them. It’s been a long day.

Bill had been relegated to the back seat with Beth. As they got closer to the town of Bliss -
Bill: Paul Jerome Appleton Wendell Tuttle. That’s 5 towns, sounds like a single person. Why would they do that?
Beth: Obviously they thought it wouldn’t sound a bit dumb. It’s kind of like how they’re big fans of calling places “Springfield”.
Insert sound of an exhaust hanger falling off

Toni dropped a patch as they left “Stinker” (yes… it’s real. Fuel station in Bliss. Look it up), which annoyed Bob, at his rock shop(?!) across the road. They made it back on to 26 West without incident, and Toni spent the next 20-ish minutes getting the car to Glenn’s Ferry and the check point on the bank of the Snake River, after crossing the… Snake River, for the 2nd time. Really? Who the hell planned this thing?!


8PM - 10PM
Upon returning to the car, the topic of food was brought up.
Toni: I don’t know about you three, but I’m really getting hungry. Haven’t eaten much since those flat sandwiches Bill found in the bottom of that backpack. I could really go some week old mince on stale buns with plastic cheese.
Bill: Maccas is it. Oh, sorry, Mickey D’s .
Beth: Internet says, wait for it… Boise has 7.
Toni: Not waiting. I’m captain, I call next port.
Beth: There’s one in Mountain Home. So, half an hour is the best I can offer you.
Toni: That’ll do Beth, That’ll do.
Toni pushed the loud pedal a little harder, knowing that some time would be lost, and a decision was made. A very important decision. It would be Bill’s shout.

  • plus X minutes -

The chips were cold, and ended up sprayed around the inside of the car, as Wookiee started a food fight with his. Bill and Beth had pickle races, and Toni showed the others how to drive with both hands full of take-away food. The team found a room for the night in the East side of town (well, North-East, but who’s going to care) and it included breakfast. That counted as a win.


#246

Granny: Hello dear? Is that the police? Jolly good, I’d like to report a most heinous crime of littering from a passing car. they appear to have thrown a dirty old nappy at my vehicle. It’s a large, monstrously green coloured saloon. Saloon dear, 4 doors and a boot. Oh you call them sedans over here. They also appear to have fired at us! Fired dear…something went bang…loudly! Where are we? Oh I don’t really know but we’ve just left a rather quaint place called Fort Hall…yes this is a mobile telephone, it belongs to my grandson, George. I’d hate it if anything had happened to him because of thes hooligans! Oh you know where we are? That’s absolutely astounding dear. Yes they are up the road from us…and driving very erratically and far too fast. My name? Certainly dear, it’s Mrs Harcourt-Entwhistle. Thank you ever so much dear for all of your help. I hope you have a nice day too dear…and I hope those scoundrels get stopped before the hurt someone! Bye bye dear.

Spanners: All cleaned up. It was just a prank Mrs E.

Granny: Don’t you go siding with those ruffians now David! They fired on us, littered and drove in a manner unbecoming of morally decent person. They could have caused an accident and my beloved grandson could have been injured!

Spanners: Sorry Mrs E.

Mopey: Does this mean I’m back in your wi…

THWACK!!!

Mopey: OW!!!


#247

How many concussions is poor Mopey gonna suffer by the end here?

Anyone want to start an office pool? :stuck_out_tongue:


#248

Winner gets a years supply of calendars?


#249

Team ‘Southend Or Bust’

Original Post - Previous Post

“YES” said James, seeing that the room had three separate beds. It had been a long day and they were all knackered, but at last, they’d made it to the Best Western, and they weren’t going to have a repeat of last time.

“You happy James?” said Martin “I thought you’d leap at the chance to actually sleep with someone”.

“Oi” James fired back “At least I’m getting some way towards ending up sleeping with someone”

“Is that all you think of her?” said Seb.

“Shut up you sop, you’d be thinking the exact same thing were you me” said James. Seb shrugged.

“Yeah maybe” said Seb in a mumbled tone.

“Er, yeah yeah more like” chimed in Martin, “Your entire mantra used to be ‘take any chance you get’, remember?”

“Yeah on a night out of course, but it’s different now” said Seb. He realised the balance had turned.

James and Martin scoffed. “Fuck off” said James with a grin on his face, “It took you over a year to even get into a relationship because you loved one night stands so much”

“And that’s how it used to be at uni” Seb fired back, drawing more laughs from the other two.

“Seb you know full well that your ‘Spanish Card’ as you used to call it worked like magic” said Martin, “there’s no way you’ve changed in the space of 2 months. Don’t pretend you didn’t know what it was intended for”.

“Alright then, what’s this Lyra girl intended for then?” Seb jibed towards James.

She” James began, with sass, “is none of your business and I’m trying to get to know her better”

“So that you can sleep with her” said Seb. The balance had turned once more.

“I…ugh…” James stuttered. Martin looked at Seb, and then to James. He wasn’t taking sides anymore.

“Come on James” said Seb, taking a softer tone. “You’re on a dry spell. It’s how it goes!”.

James blushed, lost for words. “Yes yes alright of course I want to sleep with her” he blurted out, leaving Seb looking very triumphant, “But YOU” he said, pointing at Seb, “the shit you’ve said tonight, come on”

“Okay fair” said Seb. “As for Martin”. And once again, the balance had shifted.

“No no no” Martin started, ready to defend. “I get laid when I mean to and I do it with more feeling than both of you, and you both know that.”

James burst out into laughter. “‘When you mean to’? Hahaha! What are you on about?”

“When I mean to. I mean what I say” he said, dusting off the blows. “I’m never gonna be able to pull like you guys, so I find my own means”

“Getting off with Amanda that course mate of yours at that house party in April counts as ‘doing it with more feeling’ than us then, yeah?” Seb said. Martin glared back; he knew what was coming next.

“Oh yes, I forgot that dreadful dirty talk counts as ‘more feeling’ Seb, isn’t that what you do?” said James satirically. Martin tried to shove in but it was no good.

“What were the words he used again? ‘I’ve wanted to ram you so hard since the moment I first saw you at that seminar at the start of term’?” replied Seb, equally satirically.

Martin sighed. It was going to be a long night.

After it had quietened down, James found himself on his phone. He’d been working out how to do this next bit for the whole day, but now in his slightly delirious tired state, he found the confidence. He sent another text to Lyra.

Hey, hope you’re okay. We’re staying the night Mountain Home, dunno how far ahead you are. See you at the finish line?


OOC: Over to you @Vri404!


#250

I have a lot of catching up to do, damn.


Team Rice Box

8-10am

“Uh, Getting low on fuel there.” Lyra quipped.
“Yes. Uh, when’s the next fuel stop?” Charlotte replied
“Shit, I actually dunno. Just drive carefully. try and save fuel.”

“Not the best choice of song, Char.”
“Eh, fuck it.”


10am - Noon

“Fuck yes, Petrol Station.” Lyra called out.
“Shit yes. Fuck yeah!” Charlotte was very excited. She turned off Banana, and began re-fueling, while Lyra ducked inside, to pay for the fuel, and pick up some refreshments.
“What’d you get?” Charlotte called over the roof of the PRJ.
“Some Candy, and a few Red Bulls.” They finish the refuel stop, and head off.
“Hey Ly, I think you’d like this song.”
“Oh?”

“Fuck you.” Lyra says, laughing.


Noon - 2pm

“Fuck.” Lyra seemed rather annoyed as she took back up driving duties.
“What?” Charlotte was intently looking at Lyra.
“I think the Power Steering has finally kicked the bucket.” Lyra was unhappy “This is gonna be a bitch to start driving.”
“Let me rummage through our spares. Might have some fluid hanging around.” Charlotte dived into the rear seats, opening the small flap to the boot, and began to rummage around.
“Anything?”
“Nothing.”
“F. U. C. K. With a Capital Everything.” Lyra hit the steering wheel, accidentally bumping the Horn. They both burst out in laughter as Charlotte climbed back into the front seat.
“So, Charlotte, what’s the next song?”
“Another one you might like.”

“I love and hate you at the same time, you know?”
“Oh, I know.” Charlotte had a devilish smile on her face.


2pm - 4pm

“Shit, Char. Fuel’s getting low. Got the spare fuel around?”
“Yep, right here, just behind your seat.”
“Cool, I’ll pull over once we’re close to empty, and you fill us up. Should take us to Fort Hall.”
“Wonderful.”

“Huh, I really do like this one.”
“Thought so.”


4pm - 6pm

-Fuck all interesting, just a refuel and some more candy-


6pm - 8pm

“Damn, this is really a beautiful place, isn’t it.” Charlotte muttered.
“Wanna take a photo with Banana?”
“Did… Did you just call him by his name? OMG!” Charlotte bear hugs Lyra.
“I fucked up, didn’t I?”
“Absolutely Not.” Charlotte was Beaming, while Lyra seemed less than Impressed. “Should we take that photo anyway?”


8pm - 10pm

BZZZZZZT
“Fuck was that?” Charlotte snapped.
“Uh, My phone, I hope.” Lyra said, picking her phone up from the side table. She looked at it, and saw the Text. “Oh fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.”
“What?” Charlotte was lying on the bed beside Lyra now.
“James just Text me.”
“What, the one you flirted with yesterday?”
“Yes that one, you moron.”
“What does it say?”
“‘Hey, Hope you’re okay. We’re staying the night Mountain Home, dunno how far ahead you are. See you at the Finish line?’ Well… Shit.”
“He Like youuuuuuuuuuuu!” Charlotte burst into Laughter.
“Oh my fucking god, you’re a fucking child aren’t you holy fuck.” Lyra was visibly annoyed.
“So, gonna text back, or gonna flake like last time?”
“I told you to never… Have you been into the beer again?”
“Maaaaaaaaybe.”
“Go get a glass of water and go to bed, I’ll deal with my own issues without a Drunk party girl hanging over my shoulder.” Charlotte got up, off the bed, and began dealing with her own issues. Lyra finally figured out what to say.


Fuck me, that was a lot to write in one go. So, it’s probably sloppy as fuck.


#251

Legend of Terms:

TBDC: Time Block Distance Covered. This is the amount of mileage covered during the current 2 hour period.
ODC: Overall Distance Covered. This is the total distance that the team has covered since Noon on Friday
MRL: Morale modifier
FTG: Fatigue Level
Notes: Any notes I have for your team during this time block. Including POI results, car issues, etc.

Friday, 10pm - Midnight

Weather Conditions: 78-82 degrees (depending on location), clear

All vehicles are on I-84 West, I-86 West, or off the road for the night.

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): Hagerman Fossil Beds National Park, Old Fort Boise, Farewell Bend State Recreational Area.

Next Waypoint: 3 Island Crossing State Park, Emigrant Springs State Heritage Area.

VicVictory:
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1259 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -7 Notes: Team is asleep at the Shoshone-Bannock Hotel. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 47 mi OD: 1587 mi MRL: +3 FTG: -1 Notes: Optional POI: Farewell Bend State Recreation Area. Team has stopped to camp for the night at Farewell Bend Campground.

@Madrias
TBDC: 102 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +8 Notes: Waypoint completed: Three Island Crossing State Park. Team has stopped to camp at Three Island Crossing SP due to dangerous fatigue levels. FUEL LOW.

@Jaimz
TBDC: 85 mi OD: 1409 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +4 Notes: Optional POI: Hagerman Fossil Beds. TEAM MORALE IS VERY HIGH. Team is starting to feel tired.

@Vri404
TBDC: 75 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -7 Notes: Team is sleeping at the SpringHill Suites (Marriott) in Boise, ID.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 0 OD: 1466 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -6 Notes: Overall Distance is along the planned route. Team has gone tangentally off-route and has set up at Beaver Creek Campground in the Boise National Forest. Their stats will be corrected on track when they arrive in Boise the following morning. Team is asleep.

@conan
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -9 Notes: Team is asleep at Three Island Crossing SP.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1375 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Team is asleep at La Quinta Inn in Twin Falls, ID.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1375 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Progressive clutch failure: Speeds over 55 MPH are now impossible. Team is sleeping at La Quinta Inn in Twin Falls, ID.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -7 Notes: Team is asleep at the Red Lion Hotel in Boise, ID.

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1462 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -6 Notes: Team is at the Best Western Foothills Inn in Mountain Home, ID. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -9 Notes: Team is sleeping at 3 Island crossing SP.

@stm316
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -7 Notes: TEAM MORALE IS HIGH. Team is asleep at the SpringHill Suites (Marriott) in Boise, ID.

The following vehicles are in packs:

Team Glitterstorm

(Team is asleep)


#252

Highway Hooligans

Day 2, 8-10p - “Oh shit!”


“We gotta go through the park.” Marcus said, continuing the argument that had started about an hour ago. The engine continued to rumble along as they approached Three Island Crossing State Park, the fuel light clicking on as they drove up the road.

DING! “Your Fuel Level is Low.”

Marcus flinched and ran over a metal-wire trash can and a charcoal grill, nearly bringing the Dynamite E5 to a sudden halt.

“We’re stopping for a little while.” Marcus said.

“No complaints here. Looks like there’s a couple other teams here.” Trevor said.

“Set an alarm for as early as we possibly can get moving.” Jake said. “Don’t wanna be here too long, fall behind again.”

With that plan in mind, they half-assed their way through setting up some tents, and dropped off to sleep.


Aftermath:

Morale: +7 (+1)
Fatigue: +28 (+8)
Waypoints: 7 (+1… Kinda.)
Status: Really tired. Hoping to not be last again.


#253

TEAM OUTRIDERS

Blake: What ever happened to Ricky Martin?

Marc: Beats me.

Luigi: Probably livin’ la vida broke-a now.

Marc: Heh.

Luigi: (sigh) Wittiest thing I’ve said and you idiots are the only ones to hear it.

(time passes)

Marc: …because that’s the sound a piece of shit makes when you fling it against a wall.

Zach: Ha ha ha!

Luigi: Ah, very funny. I’ve got one for ya. How was the Grand Canyon formed?

(time passes)

Blake: We’re here. Farewell Bend State Recreation Area. Start setting up camp, I’ll be back to help after I take a wicked piss.

(After dinner)

Blake: We need to talk.

Zach: I don’t suppose dropping it is an option?

Blake: You told me earlier you were pretty much counting on getting blown away. Not to sound clingy but that is a pretty serious thing to hear. Especially when you’re a parent.

Zach: I’m fine. To tell the truth I haven’t felt this good in a while. I mean, I’m tired and can barely feel my ass from sitting in the car all day, but I feel at peace.

Blake: So you haven’t given up on life?

Zach: I was just out of sorts. This trip has helped. I’m glad I came.

Blake: Not that you really had a choice.

Zach: Heh, I guess not.

(Blake grabs two Stroh’s out of the cooler and hands one to Zach)

Blake: Something better than that cat piss you normally drink.

Zach: Everyone drinks Bud Light.

Blake: That doesn’t make it right. This here’s a real beer.

Zach: That is pretty damn good.

Blake: And it earns the approval of old people.

Marc: Hey! Will you two stop braiding your hair and quiet down? Some of us are trying to get some sleep!

Blake: We’re having a moment here you insensitive prick!

Marc: My mistake, I didn’t know you had a vagina!

Blake: I’d still be more of a man than you!

Marc: Meh. 4 out of 10.

Zach: He does have a point.

Blake: About getting sleep or me having a vagina?

Zach: Getting some sleep.

Blake: Yeah, we’re definitely going to give it Hell tomorrow.

Zach: Are those marshmallows by Luigi’s tent?

Blake: Leave em, I bet Marc put them there.

(Blake and Zach get in their tent and go to sleep.)


#254

Legend of Terms:

TBDC: Time Block Distance Covered. This is the amount of mileage covered during the current 2 hour period.
ODC: Overall Distance Covered. This is the total distance that the team has covered since Noon on Friday
MRL: Morale modifier
FTG: Fatigue Level
Notes: Any notes I have for your team during this time block. Including POI results, car issues, etc.

Saturday, Midnight-2AM

Weather Conditions: 75-79 degrees (depending on location), clear

All vehicles are on I-84 West, I-86 West, or off the road for the night.

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): Hagerman Fossil Beds National Park, Old Fort Boise, Farewell Bend State Recreational Area.

Next Waypoint: 3 Island Crossing State Park, Emigrant Springs State Heritage Area.

VicVictory:
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1259 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -9 Notes: Team is asleep at the Shoshone-Bannock Hotel. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1587 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -6 Notes: Team is asleep at Farewell Bend Campground.

@Madrias
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -6 Notes: Team is asleep at Three Island Crossing SP. FUEL LOW.

@Jaimz
TBDC: 70 mi OD: 1479 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +6 Notes: Waypoint completed: Three Island Crossing State Park. Team has refueled in Mountain Home, ID. TEAM MORALE IS VERY HIGH. TEAM IS TIRED.

@Vri404
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -9 Notes: Team is sleeping at the SpringHill Suites (Marriott) in Boise, ID.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 0 OD: 1466 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Overall Distance is along the planned route. Team has gone tangentally off-route and has set up at Beaver Creek Campground in the Boise National Forest. Their stats will be corrected on track when they arrive in Boise the following morning. Team is asleep.

@conan
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -6 Notes: Team is asleep at Three Island Crossing SP.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1375 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -10 Notes: Team is asleep at La Quinta Inn in Twin Falls, ID.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1375 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -10 Notes: Progressive clutch failure: Speeds over 55 MPH are now impossible. Team is sleeping at La Quinta Inn in Twin Falls, ID.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -9 Notes: Team is asleep at the Red Lion Hotel in Boise, ID.

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1462 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Team is at the Best Western Foothills Inn in Mountain Home, ID. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -11 Notes: Team is sleeping at 3 Island crossing SP.

@stm316
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -3 Notes: TEAM MORALE IS HIGH. Team is asleep at the SpringHill Suites (Marriott) in Boise, ID.

The following vehicles are in packs:

Team Glitterstorm

(Team is asleep)


#255

Team Redneck Day 2 2000-2200

Shortly after refueling in Mountain home ID.

Otis, “I’m beat, swapping that engine really took it out of me”

Jake, “Me too, do you want to stay at a hotel or camp?”

Otis, “Lets camp”

Jake, “Ok I’ll find a place”

Jake does some searching on his phone, then says “Got a place, it runs a ways off but also along our planned route. The turn off is in 4 miles”

They turn off of the main road and on to a paved 2 lane road followed by another turn onto a dirt road with the moonlight helping them see their way.

Arriving at the camp Otis says, “Don’t get all fancy with the camp we will have to take it down early in the morning”

Jake sets up the tent while Otis sets up the kitchen on the tailgate and gets everything set up for the mornings cooking.

Jake pulls a 12 gauge and a .45 pistol out of the cab and lays them between the sleeping bags.

Otis warms up a pot of water and the two take a makeshift bath and put on some fresh clothes.

After climbing into their sleeping bags Jake asks, “Do ya think we would have made it by morning if we hadn’t lost the engine?”

Otis, “Probably, we would have been about 200 more miles along, and we have somewhere between 5 and 600 to go. We probably would have still had to stop. That was a pretty quick engine change, do you think we broke any records?”

Jake, “For random on the side of the road maybe, the record for engine swap is pretty fast”

Otis, “They cheated.”

At that they went to sleep.

2200- 0200

ZZZZZZZZZ


#256

Highway Hooligans

Day 2, 10-Midnight - “Driving While Trashed”


(Team is sleeping.)


Aftermath:

Morale: +7 (NC)
Fatigue: +22 (-6)
Waypoints: 7
Status: Sleeping. Car requires fuel.


#257

Ivan, “Ding fuel level low”


#258

To be fair, the ignition is off. Otherwise, there would be that obnoxious racket every 5 minutes.


#259

I know I couldn’t resist.


#260

TEAM OUTRIDERS

(Team is asleep. Luigi wakes up to the sound of scratching noises outside his tent. His initial fear is put aside when he steps outside to see a bunch of raccoons scatter. Eying the marshmallows sitting around his tent, he swore, rounded them up, threw them into the woods, and then went back to bed.)


#261

Legend of Terms:

TBDC: Time Block Distance Covered. This is the amount of mileage covered during the current 2 hour period.
ODC: Overall Distance Covered. This is the total distance that the team has covered since Noon on Friday
MRL: Morale modifier
FTG: Fatigue Level
Notes: Any notes I have for your team during this time block. Including POI results, car issues, etc.

Saturday, 2AM-4AM

Weather Conditions: 71 degrees, clear

All vehicles are on I-84 West, I-86 West, or off the road for the night.

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): Hagerman Fossil Beds National Park, Old Fort Boise, Farewell Bend State Recreational Area.

Next Waypoint: 3 Island Crossing State Park, Emigrant Springs State Heritage Area.

VicVictory:
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1259 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -11 Notes: Team is asleep at the Shoshone-Bannock Hotel. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1587 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Team is asleep at Farewell Bend Campground.

@Madrias
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Team is asleep at Three Island Crossing SP. FUEL LOW.

@Jaimz
TBDC: 28 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -5 Notes: TEAM MORALE IS VERY HIGH. Team has stopped (very early in time period) for the night at the SpringHill Suites (Marriott) in Boise, ID, due to dangerous fatigue.

@Vri404
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -11 Notes: Team is sleeping at the SpringHill Suites (Marriott) in Boise, ID.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 0 OD: 1466 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -10 Notes: Overall Distance is along the planned route. Team has gone tangentally off-route and has set up at Beaver Creek Campground in the Boise National Forest. Their stats will be corrected on track when they arrive in Boise the following morning. Team is asleep.

@conan
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team wakes up at 4am and will be on the road at 5am.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1375 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -4 Notes: Team is asleep at La Quinta Inn in Twin Falls, ID.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1375 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -5 Notes: Progressive clutch failure: Speeds over 55 MPH are now impossible. Team is sleeping at La Quinta Inn in Twin Falls, ID.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -6 Notes: Team is asleep at the Red Lion Hotel in Boise, ID.

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1462 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -10 Notes: Team is at the Best Western Foothills Inn in Mountain Home, ID. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1432 mi MRL: +2 FTG: -3 Notes: Team wakes up at 4 am and will be on the road at 5 am.

@stm316
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 1507 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: TEAM MORALE IS HIGH. Team wakes up at 4 am and will be on the road at 5 am.

The following vehicles are in packs:

Team Glitterstorm

(Team is asleep)


#262

Highway Hooligans

Day 3, Midnight-2a - “(Insert Joke Here)”


(Team is Asleep.)


Morale: +7 (NC)
Fatigue: +13 (-8)
Waypoints: 7
Status: Sleeping. Fuel Low.


#263

Team Redneck day 3 0200-0400

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