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[UE4] The Great Automation Run 2: Bolivian Affair, Chapter 5 and final results!


#61

ABOPCO Racing

Let’s say that, hypothetically, for some undisclosed situation you found yourself down in Bolivia for some “business”. Now let’s also say that, again, hypothetically, you found yourself in a ragged cantina while doing some “business” in Bolivia. Let’s also say for the sake of conversation, again, hypothetically, that while pouring yourself over your sixth shot of whiskey at this ragged old cantina you may have overhead from the gentlemen sitting across the room of an illegal offroading race with a $3,000,000 pot to the winner. Just to be wild let’s say that after overhearing of said race in said decrepit old cantina in the middle of nowhere while doing this very important business in Bolivia that you then stumbled across the oddly spinning room, which should be mentioned did not seem to be spinning when you entered, to this mans table and somehow slurred together a coherent enough sentence, in the correct language which you felt as it’s own small victory, to ask for details about this illicit race. Now just to be really wild, what if we said that after this beautiful Bolivian man told you about this race you said something rude about his wife and his mother both having slept with you and you’ve only recently woken up from a blackout next to a water trough on a strange farm of some description with a broken nose, bruised stomach, and a strange hankering for tacos. Ok, maybe that one’s not really related but you do really want some tacos. And a bottle of tequila. Well let’s say that after somehow remembering about the race from the night before that you also remember that you happen to have a friend with an old early 2000’s Dakar factory rally car and couple other guys that might want to come along.

Well, if you said all that you might find yourself in a very similar situation to Marcus Reynold. With one small difference. The car is a piece of shit.

Alright, maybe it’s not a total piece of shit, but it’s certainly not meeting your expectations. What is actually sitting in front of you is the 2000 HPC Rallye STV, the same one used as the factory support vehicle for the third team of the HPC Dakar rally outfit. Luckily it’s still just as capable as it was when it ran the race originally, and it’s still fully outfitted with the original equipment. Such important things as a steering wheel, and seats. Not to mention the full rally spec roll cage, rally computer, radio and intercom communications, GPS, hood mounted air intake, filtered roof scoop, rally auxiliary lights, and completely outfitted with spares.

Unfortunately this friend simply kept it as a collection piece and never kept it properly maintained for service, so it needs some work. So in an effort to win, Marcus allegedly formed his own racing outfit; ABOPCO Racing, or as it is known among the team members, A Bit Of Poo’s Come Out Racing. It consists of a nondescript team of four yet to be determined, because it’s late and I need sleep. Did I just break the fourth wall? I think I did just break the fourth wall. Stay tuned for more, and be on the lookout for ABOPCO Racing: Part 2: The Quest For More Money!


#62

TSS - Team Super Special

The Bois:
Erkki Eräjorma - The head of the team as he has the most experience with cars and team work although he has lived the past 10 years alone in a cabin as far away from civilization he could, . He has also spent the past 10 years fabricating a rollcage for the teams Nada Liva (It took him so long because he didn’t have a welder and he had to melt the metal tubing using a campfire)

Jukka-Pekka Yli-Kojola - The Nada expert. In theory he could repair any imaginable damage on car as long as the car is a Nada.

Eeli Keskimaasto - The psychopath. Even though he has some serious mental issues he can still sometimes help Jukka-Pekka, but due to him crashing his vintage motorcycle and breaking his leg he is pretty useless.
He also carries a Russian rifle that he has collected the parts from thrift shops (He doesn’t have any ammo for it though)

Teresa Garazov - The artist of the team. She could have been a very successful artist, but she is too lazy to actually make the art she just imagines it. She isn’t really useful for the team, but eh

The Not-Boi:
1990 Nada Liva



The Nada is a pretty solid vehicle, although its a bit thirsty.

Of course the Nada wasn’t left stock and it was fitted with a outer rollcage and some other offroad stuff:




(O’boy I spent a lot of time making this)


#63

Aston's Orc Krew

The drivers:

Jack Aston (27) / Hugh Ache (45) / Sylvester Dood (32)

The ride:

Modified '86 CSM Nash GPE

(Alright, this is going to be a rather lengthy conversation, but it also serves as the team and car’s intros, so skip it at your peril. Warning shot!)

Jack: Alright alright Internet guys, sit yo asses down and listen. This is your boy Jack Aston, comin’ at yacha hot from Bolivia! In case you never met yours truly before, I’m like Xander Cage from XXX. Only even less believeable and even more hardcore! The girls love me, the guys either hate me or love me too, and children all over the world send me Christmas letters thinkin’ I’m Santa!

So why am I here in Bo-lievea? Easy, 'cause the Great Automation Run is in town! The most hardcore cross-country race can’t be complete with the most hard-to-the-core guy in radical sports. All for a prize of 3 million! That’s right. 3 extra large for the guys crazy enough to risk their asses. And Jack is that crazy.

???: Jerk.

Jack: Of course I hear ya askin’ “yo Jack, you running this on foot?” I could’ve, but I’ll give these other guys a nice handicap, so that their tears won’t soil my podium ceremony later. And while I’m a guy of so many talents talent agencies fuse together just to hire parts of me, I brought some extra arms to carry me to victory. To my left is…

Hugh: Bolivia. A land which reeks of danger and death. Just standing here, facing it head on, brings sweat to my brow. They always say to face your fears head on… They’d rethink those words if that fear got closer, headbutted their overconfidence.

Jack: The hell, Hugh! You’re off again on your mind trips. Jesus dude, the camera is facing you, not to mention these Internet forum guys.

Yo, sorry about this. Dude is Hugh Ache. Guy is one of the toughest bro agents I met, but he’s always doing this noir movie shtick. It’s so 1930’s, but if that’s what gets him off… Besides, I think it’s no gimmick, ‘cause he’s always black. I ain’t talkin’ skin color here. He’s legit in black and white. He says he wears red clothing, but from here it’s all black.

Alright, you know the drill! Every stage we’ll give you all the hot insidah info on what’s crackin’, from the race to the cars in it. Only in HD, like the quality content you feast on, day in and day out. You’ll breath GAR, you’ll eat GAR and hell, you’ll be doing a Number 2 that’s GAR! Every chapter here will be part of everyone’s favorite work of art, my book on how to be awesome 24/7, 365 days a year; THE ASTON MANUAL!!!

???: Or for short, the AssMan.

Jack: Ok Sly, you’ve been doing nothin’ but talk crap back there. And why did you add an extra “S” to that!? Get off that truck-wide ass of yours and introduce it to these people.

Sly: Alright, Slyvester Dood here. I’m owner of a comic book shop, and Jack dragged me here because Lord knows he needs all the virtual pussy he can get, since he cannot hold a woman for more than 2 minutes. People say this is a very dangerous race, but maybe I can find inspiration for my newest work, about the gutsy Slyvan and…

Jack: Yeah yeah no cares about your DetouringART BS. You’re here 'cause as nerd, you’re packed with all kinds of lame skills that are somehow required to run a car here. A bunch of deadweight crap if you ask me, but not all cars are awesome like mine.

Together we’re the Aston’s Orc Krew, and we’re ready to rip it apart here in Bow-leave-a! I got this sick CSM back in America, mostly decked out to kick ass and steal girlfriends. It didn’t have an engine, but I stole… er, I mean procured an engine during our last “Ride Da Sand” event in Mexico!

Hugh: (talking to self here) That time in Mexico… It wasn’t all tequilas at sunset, that’s for sure. Jack got entangled in the web of crime, stealing an engine from a car. And to think of all derelict cars his path could’ve chosen, he picked a pickup belonging to the feared El Nabo. Yet whenever that name is dredged up, that scent of fear dwindles…

Jack: "Stay tuned for yo boys’ next adventures, when Jack and all the other guys fight to see who’s the most hardcore team of all. And also because Nick HC needs to make a good car first before killing off his own guys…

(collective laugh track ensues)

Yeah, real funny, Jack. Think I’m being 100% serious about this? I know I won’t win, and quite frankly it will be a miracle if a Nash can do the unthinkable and survive the Latin take on “Death Race”. There’s a reason why if you were a body part, you’d be called Iris.

Jack: Wait, the hell’s that supposed to mean?

Read between the lines, Jerk. Since you were so kind to mock your maker, I’m taking it from here. Please give a lackluster welcome to Aston’s Orc Krew’s steed for this mad dash across Bolivia;

The 1986 CSM Nash GPE "Grand Prize Enabler"!

This Nash was first bought by a Calfornia native, with rather straight-forward intentions. He wished to race it on the Baja 1000, of all places! However, being a GPE, this Nash was equipped with the not-so-reliable turbo engine, which promptly exploded during testing. Also the tailights failed for some reason, so they were replaced with aftermarket units.

No one was harmed, but the owner found second thoughts on his plan, so this engine-less Nash jumped from household to household, never truly becoming complete. Until Jack found it, of course. And as he… delightfully put it, the engine was taken from a Japanese pickup belonging to a Mexican cartel. The 98hp, 8-valve SOHC 2-liter isn’t an example in finesse, but this is not a race of might over right anyways.
Besides, the car has the right focus on the right area; an all-leaf suspension setup serves as the attempt to keep some of the Nash’s usual driver-friendly behavior, coupled with side bars, a bullbar, and front and rear roof lights. The rear ones serve as a stoplight strip, because a mere thin strip is tough to spot in the darkness!
At the driver’s area, a bench seat has just enough space for three human frames, leaving a very spacious rear compartiment for spares and Sly’s corpse should he die first and Jack wants to keep him around as emergency rations.

Can Jack put 3 mil where his mouth is? Will the team get horribly mangled instead? Can a Nash finally be known for something good as opposed to ungainly designs and mocked catchphrases?

Sly: Stay tuned for the next episodes, I guess.

You couldn’t be more emotionally detached from that if you were Daniel Craig in “007: Spectre”, Sly.

Sly: Oh, Spectre. That’s my favorite spy movie of all time.

(facepalms) Christ on a bike… It’s a good thing I’m doing this for laughs and the Nash.

P.S.: And Jack is not subtle about wanting 3 xtra-large, either. Check this out!


#64

Wait, that’s me

For real that’s basically me


#65

TEAM “MUD MASTERS”


The Driver: Jousseppe “Kadeem” San-German

The Co-Driver/Mechanic: Rick “Semir” Lopez

Two puerto-ricans, And a cheap 70’s German SUV.


Jousseppe (“Kadeem”): a proffesional Rally driver, He passes Half of his time driving his friends (Semir) Custom vehicles. He wants to show-off his skills in the Great automation run (And win the 3 million dollar price of course). Will his optimism help him to win the Run?

Rick (“Semir”): Rick runs a little Mechanic business in puerto rico, He decided to be a mechanic when his car Failed to pass the Techinal inspection and he had to get it fixed by himself.
He supports Jousseppe idea of going into the “GAR” As the price would help Semir a LOT with his business, will it be a terrible decision for him and jousseppe?


The Vehicle: 1978 HTA GA700 4000

(Took a picture of the rear, Because the front sucks)


A very cheap Body-on-frame SUV, With a reliable 4.0L OHC V6, Solid axle coil and Solid axle leaf suspension. it’s an Excellent offroader, Despite it’s crap fuel economy of 10mpg.

the exterior is totally stock, except for the Foglights and the Plastic offroad bumper.


Spec Sheets:

Spec Sheet HERE


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#66

Team Canon Fodder

(Yes, spelled that way on purpose, with all associated double entendres)

The Car: 1985 Keystone R3000 S6

Quirky carmaker Keystone was known for some extra bizarre models during the 1980’s. This is a prime example, a second-gen R-series “rally coupe”. Powered by a 3 liter V6 engine and with a full off-road four-wheel drive system, these didn’t sell well to the general public. Yet this one is here ready for abuse…

The Team

Two young, “adventurous” high-school dropouts, Devon Squires and Ollie Newman have made their way to South America in their odd beast to… ahem… “sightsee” at some rather unsafe speeds.


#67

How does this challenge work? Is it only based on the Automation stats of a car or are there laps driven in BeamNG (like in some other challenges) or maybe something else?


#68

There may or may not be another Limo coming, @Vri404 Ready for Limo-Wars?


#69

Automation stats + spreadsheet for the sake of probability, randomization and luck!


#70

ohhhhh that’s what the automation thingys were!!! (the ones behind the wheels, i can’t remember the name in english for them)


#71

Mud flaps. I’m sure there might be other names for them, but that’s what I’ve always called 'em.


#72

Yeah, that name seems accurate. I put them in the middle of a door and thought “what the heck is that” :joy:


#73

Yes, that’s how they’re called.


#74

Now i have to try to use them to made rear diffusers!


#75

Looking at the team list as it is currently, I am the only entrant who did not use “Team” as part of his/her team name. Truly the sign of a dark horse you bet on!

If you like betting on full chambers loaded-Russian Roulette, that is. :joy:


#76

Technically, we’re just the Rental Wreckers, but I understand what you’re getting at.


#77

Indeed, I forgot that. And the principle also applies to other teams, like Old But Gold and ABOPCO Racing (what a letter soup, haha), in fact. I guess I accidentaly ensured the “Team” naming convention would not be applied to Mr. Aston’s team.

Plus, it’d ruin the “wonderful” dynamic of what that name becomes, when you turn it into an acronym. Said acronynm doesn’t refer to the team’s sanity, mind…


#78

I realize ABOPCO Racing is a mouthful, but its both PG and a lot easier to type out than the full name. I also only ever mentioned what it means in the meat of the post, so it’s a bit of an inside joke to anyone who actually takes the time to read the lore.


#79

Team Bibimbap

Driver: Kim Park

Navigator: Song Li

Info: A pair of [redacted] korean [redacted] chefs who decided to travel the world searching for new recipies. Their mission is to participate in this competition to raise the money needed to fund the [redacted] korean [redacted][redacted] restaurant that they plan on opening.

The Car:

The Nohda Bopproader

Acquired for literally pennies, this modified Nohda Bop! is ready to tackle the offroad trails of South America to fund the all important [redacted] restaurant.


#80

Team ‘Southend Or Bust’

Would you believe it! James, Martin and Seb are back again because I can’t think of any other characters to use!

  • James Hurley - 22 year old actually named after the Twin Peaks character by his mother, and not even for a joke. Still your stereotypical CarThrottle fan, only now he’s working as a Market Data Analyst for a business investment firm in London. Has almost saved up enough for his dream BMW 3 series, has a thing for Emma Stone and is the best amateur cook there is.

  • Seb Anitolo - 21 year old Spanish guy with a Geography degree that, like most people who take Geography, he has no idea what to do with. He’s been back at home in Guadalajara for a while whilst trying to find a job in Madrid, but it hasn’t been easy so far. Has been known to attract both women and men with his thick black hair, which he keeps perfectly maintained via a kit-bags worth of products.

  • Martin Deenham - 22 year old with a not-so-secret love of indie rock, and the only one with proper mechanical experience. Like many post-grad students, he’s currently working as an accountant, because his degree is worth shit all else. Still very, very particular about everything, but he’s managed to end up in a relationship, which James isn’t salty about at all.


We pick up the action 3 weeks before the start date at an industrial car park near to the Bristol dockyards, UK. The boys are here to see their car before it’s shipped off to Brazil before being driven inland to Bolivia via lorry. To shake things up, James insisted that he choose the car and prep it, as Martin had done so on the previous 4 challenges they’d taken part in.

Martin stared aghast at what stood before him, before uttering a single, determined word; “No”.

Seb, who stood next to him, flicked his eyes between the car and James, who stood next to it with his usual smug grin. His long hair swayed gently in the sea breeze. Even he knew this was a very, very bad choice of car.

Martin looked at James, his expression conveying a look of ‘did you not just hear my disgust?’. He tried to get his message across once more: “Are you taking the fucking piss?”

James’ smug smile continued. “Nope, because I have faith in this thing”.

“That’s not the kind of faith you should trust in” said Seb, coming over quite religious.

What James had decided to go for was a 1998 Series 1 Enactor Estate Roamer, in LSE V8 trim. So long as it had been kept in good nick, that meant this was probably a safe bet for a massive off road trek such as this, and certainly the best option if you wanted to stay comfortable.

But as anyone with even the slightest knowledge of British cars over the last 20 years knew, Estate Roamers had a habit of a) not being kept as well as they should be and b) being packed with lots of equipment that was too ahead of its time to have been designed reliably, affordably and could easily be maintained. Case in point, this Corporate Grey coloured example.

James showed the other lads the inside. “Look, I know what you’re thinking Martin. But I have worked this through”.

What Seb and Martin discovered was a ripped out interior, with none of the leather-clad seats or button-splattered dashboard. Almost all of it was gone, save for the dials and the chunky 90s steering wheel.

“See, the biggest thing that goes wrong on these old beasts is the electronics. You know that, of course” he said, directed at Martin, who was recalling the time a customer came into his garage with an Estate Roamer whose windows would not wind down if the car had been unlocked via the remote locking on the key fob even if the ignition had been engaged.

“So I got rid of all of it. I just chopped out all of the clunky electronics, the security, the lot” explained James, proudly.

Seb and Martin’s faces turned more aghast.

“But what about the onboard computer thingy?” queried Seb.

“Well, thankfully, that old bugger is too simple for its own good. So long as it gets an electronic signal from some form of ignition, it turns on the engine and works properly”. James was explaining everything in terms that clearly made him feel clever to say. Martin, however, worried that he was speaking complete and utter rubbish.

James had replaced the ignition with some generic part and wide it all himself. The central locking had been removed whilst gutting out the interior, meaning the old key was only used to open the doors manually. In theory - and that really does just mean in theory - this would work.

At least, it worked in a garage in the temperate climate of western England. As for how it would cope in the Bolivian rainforest and across the Andes was another question. And it wasn’t like the rest of the car was in great condition; the Erin NS8-B 3.8l V8 was seriously showing it’s age (though Martin was secretly glad that he would at least have an idea of how to work on it given his experience with Erins) and down on about 30/40 hp; the body work was iffy to say the least, with the supposedly corrosion-resistant steel chassis and panels looking thoroughly bashed about; and as for that Erin-derived all-wheel drive system, well, the service history was not promising.

“If this fucks up, you’re dead to me” said Seb.

“I know. It’s a risk” said James.

“At least you’re being honest” Seb replied.

“I should also warn you guys that it wasn’t cheap” mumbled James. He knew that line was going to go down like a lead balloon.

Martin sighed. “How much?”

“Well we have just shy of £90 left to spend” said James, tentatively.

Martin raised his eyebrows. Seb gave a glum stare into the distance.

Still, at least they already knew it wasn’t going to be an unventful adventure for Southend Or Bust…