Go West Deathtrap Tour [FINISHED]

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TEAM OUTRIDERS

(Blake has been driving through the night, for several hours he has been fighting boredom. Plus fatigue is starting to catch up with him.)

Blake: (groan) yawn God this is insane!

(Time passes, things start to seem less real. The road, what little traffic there is, signs, landmarks. They all start to begin blurring into one entity.)

Blake: (slaps himself in the face) Snap out of it old man! What time is it?

(The clock shows he’s been on the road for four and a half hours. 30 minutes after the planned switch would’ve taken place.)

Radio: Rough night?

Blake: …

Radio: Hey, I’m talking to you Blake. You having a rough night?

Blake: Just my imagination.

Radio: That’s right, so that should tell you something about your state of mind don’t it? Your nerves are shot!

Blake: Shut up, I’ve just been on the road a little too long. Just a little further to go.

Radio: That’s what they all say right? Right before they end up on the morning news flipped over in a ditch.

Blake: It won’t come to that.

Radio: Sure it won’t, you’ll be asleep long before that happens. Won’t have a clue what hit you. Just the long stretch of road, almost no traffic, the others in the car are asleep so there’s no noise…

Blake: (nods, then jerks up) Stop it!

Radio: I’m not doing anything, as you said I’m not even talking. It’s your own mind that’s screwing with you, not me.

Blake: Deep breath, it’s just your imagination playing tricks on you.

(sputter)

Radio: Uh oh!

Blake: Oh no, now what?

Radio: Sounds like that lingering doubt. The one that’s been bothering you since you started. That maybe you’re tempting fate with this car. Maybe she’s breathed her final breath!

Blake: Shut up!

(sputter, cough)

Blake: No no no no no!

(The Enforcer loses power. Blake pulls over to the side of the road. He pops the hood, then gets out to take a look. A brief check shows nothing seems amiss, he closes the hood and gets back in the car to think.)

Radio: Car trouble?

Blake: Shut up! Okay, think. What does a car need to run? Compression, Ignition source, Air/fuel mixture… Fuel!

(A quick glance at the instrument cluster shows the fuel gauge indeed reads empty.)

Radio: I’ve got enough fuel, I can make the distance. I distinctively remember you saying that.

Blake: Actually I was thinking it, not saying it.

Radio: Whatever, I’m just your imagination run amok.

(Blake gets out and grabs the emergency gas can kept in the trunk.)

Zach: yawn What’s going on? We’re stopped.

(Zach looks over to see his dad pouring the gas can into the tank. Once finished, Blake returns the can to the trunk and gets back in the car.)

Zach: What happened?

Blake: Ran out, I miscalculated how far we could go. With that gas can, we should be able to make Douglas.

Zach: You okay?

Blake: Yeah, just a bit drowsy. A long stretch of road with no sound in the car will do that you know.

Zach: You want me to drive?

Blake: Nah, I’ve got it. Once we get some gas, you’re taking over.

(The Enforcer arrives without incident at a gas station in Douglas, WY)

Blake: I’m gonna get some snacks, you want anything?

Zach: Some coffee.

Blake: You got it.

(Zach fills the tank of the car and the emergency can. He hears a commotion inside the gas station, he looks over to see a man pointing a gun at the clerk. The man grabs the money and runs out the door, Zach points the fuel nozzle at him and sprays him down. The shock of this causes the man to drop the gun. Blake grabs a cigarette lighter off the counter and runs outside to the thief.)

Blake: (lights lighter) I don’t think you want to go for that gun!

Thief: Don’t set me on fire! (puts his hands up)

Blake: Zach, grab that gun. We’re all just going to sit tight and wait for the police to show up.

(Fortunately a patrol car was not too far off. The thief was thrown in the back of the car and a report was filed. The officer left though he did complain about how his car was going to smell like gas for a while.)

Zach: Did that… did that really just happen?

Blake: Good instinct. I find it kind of hard to believe myself but here we are.

Zach: Well, we’re all set here, so lets hit the road.

(The team sets off. Marc and Luigi are sleeping in the back seat, Blake is riding shotgun, and Zach is now driving.)

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Team Big Blue

(No RP for this time block, team is currently asleep)

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TEAM WAGONS WEST

2PM-4PM
Heading along the highway, Wagons West were conducting a significant debate…
Bill - Well, what if it did happen? It’s possible that society, at least in the U.S., could end up like that.
Wookiee - I’ll give that a maybe, but Fallout is a GAME!! It’s no more real than The Fantastic Four.
Beth - So, the radiation from a nuclear war could give people super powers?
Wookiee - //eye roll// Toni, can I go home now?

4PM-6PM
With Bill still behind the wheel, the others are busy playing “back seat driver”, where they take turns criticising his decisions.
Beth: You were far too close when you went around that car.
Wookiee : Faster would have been better.
Toni: Yes. Faster, but we all know how likely that is.

6PM-8PM
Beth: “Sutherland Reservoir State Recreation Area”. Hey look. Google Maps thingy. We’re half an hour from… Ollyollayilliliya. There’s a macca’s there.
Bill: No. Not stopping. I drive too slowly. Find something in the back.
Wookiee: Bill, you’re a dick. Even I’m getting hungry.
Bill: No. I’m a Bill. You’re a dick, Dick.
Toni: Wait, do you actually know his name?
Bill: Do now. Score 1, Bill!!!

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It was early in the time block.

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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, 4AM - 6AM

Weather Conditions: 71 degrees, getting light at the end of time period

All vehicles are on US 287, I-25 North, 26 West or off the road for the night

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): Independence Rock State Historic Site, Soda Springs.

Next Waypoint: Fort Laramie, South Pass, Fort Hall

VicVictory:
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -5 Notes: Team wakes up at 6 am and will be on the road at 7 am.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 129 mi OD: 1012 mi MRL: -3 FTG: +2 Notes: Team is feeling cranky and tired. Waypoint completed: South Pass.

@Madrias
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -2 Notes: Team wakes up at 6am and will be on the road at 7am.

@Mr.Computah
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -4 Notes: Team wakes up at 6am and will be on the road at 7am.

@TR8R
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 537 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -4 Notes: Team wakes up at 6am and will be on the road at 7am. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Fayeding_Spray
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team wakes up at 5am and will be on the road at 6am.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 898 mi MRL: 0 FTG: -10 Notes: Team is asleep.

@conan
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -1 Notes: Team wakes up at 5am and is on the road at 6am.

@findRED19
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: -1 Notes: Team wakes up at 5am and is on the road at 6am.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Team is asleep.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team wakes up at 5am and will be on the road at 6am.

@bastormonger
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -8 Notes: Team is asleep.

@abg7
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -1 Notes: Team wakes up at 6am and will be on the road at 7am.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -6 Notes: Team wakes up at 6am and will be on the road at 7am.

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team wakes up at 5am and will be on the road at 6 am. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -2 Notes: Team wakes up at 5am and will be on the road at 6am.

@stm316
TBDC: 14 mi OD: 651 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team woke up at 4:45am and was on the road at 5:45am.

The following vehicles are in packs:

Team Teal Terror

ZZzzzzzz snort

(lips smacking)

Coffeeee…

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Highway Hooligans

Day 2, 2-4a - “Nothing Really Happened. No, Seriously.”

As 6 AM rolled around, Jake’s phone went off as the alarm clock, with the lovely sound of a tornado siren.

“God damn it, what the fuck!? Why would you do that!?” Trevor groaned, still hung over after last night’s drinks.

“6 in the morning. Gives us an hour for breakfast, then we get the fuck outta here at 7.” Jake said.

Marcus got out of bed, then grabbed a magazine and smacked Cody in the back with it.

“OW! What the fuck is wrong with you!?”

“Wake up call! We don’t have time for you to pull your usual two-hour wake up. Breakfast, then we head out. Be ready to leave at 7 or we’re leaving you here.” Marcus said.

“What we oughta do is ruin other people’s mornings. Food fight, perhaps, during breakfast.” Jake commented, giving a stupid grin.

“Sounds like a good plan. We’ll have a good laugh.”

Aftermath:

Morale: +6 (+1)
Fatigue: -2 (-2)
Waypoints: 5
Status: Team is awake and eating breakfast. Potential for a Food Fight in the Motel with other people at the Bunkhouse Motel.

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Team Redneck Day 2 0400-0600

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Team Big Blue

No RP in this time block (team is asleep until 6:00 am)

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Friday, Time: 0501 hours

“Wake up, ya comrades!” Yells Charles, already packing up his sleeping bag. Both, James and Nathan look up from their sleeping bags, slightly annoyed, but expecting nothing less. Charles was already up and ready for breakfast, but as usual, he was actually in a light sleep trance.

James gets up and slaps him across the face, SMACK! “Wake up Charles, it’s two thousand seventeen!” Charles snaps out of his trance, suddenly confused as to where he was and how he got here. He takes a second to look around, remembering where he was. He is quiet for a while as they get breakfast ready on the warm coals left over from another team’s campfire.

After breakfast, they get ready to leave. Charles starts getting excited, as he starts packing up the trunk he calls out, “I’m driving! I get to since Nathan broke it! Let’s go scallywags!”

Nathan and James stood together watching this unfold.
“He’s dead set on driving it,” commented James.
“Yep,” replied Nathan.
J: “No changing his mind now.”
N: “Nope.”
J: “He’s going to break something.”
N: “Yep.”
J: “And it’s probably not going to be a small fix either.”
N: “Nope.”
James says, “I call back seat.”
“Wait, what?” asks Nathan.
“I don’t want to deal with the cop when we get pulled over.”
James walks over to the car, as Nathan looks on slightly baffled, but without a choice.

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Day 2 - Team Kent Croissants

Previous Part

12PM - 6AM

The team are sleeping.

All timestamps since 12PM added together.

Fatigue: -19 (-10 Total)
Morale: +1 (8 Total)

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Day 2 - Team Spanish Fiesta.

The two brothers woke up sometime around 6AM. They’d soon dress up and go have breakfast, but Alejandro stopped abruptly.

“Hang on, Ana…what about we do our thing with the cars while these drivers are having breakfast…?” He asked, smiling.

“Our thing…oh, I know! You’re goddamn right we’re gonna do it.” Replied Ana, with a smile too.

Their first victim car was the Dynamite. Ana and Alejandro started using the dust to draw rather questionable shapes with a smile on top, in every window. They then moved on to the Shromet, the Exempla, the Merciel and finally the Rigel.

Once their job was done, both brothers entered the motel again, getting ready to have breakfast before hitting the road again.

To be continued.

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Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz…

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(I will apologize in advance, I will be taking a couple days off from this. My mother in law is staying with us, and it’s adding both work and stress to the dynamic here)

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Team Rice Box

Day 2, 5am-6am

“We need a wake up call, Ly.” Charlotte seemed unusually chirpy for 5 in the morning.
“What about the other teams?”
“Eh, fuck them. We need to wake up.” Charlotte fished out her speaker, and started playing her… questionable playlist.

“Right. Sure. Just be fast, we want to be out of here by 6.”

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TEAM OUTRIDERS

(Zach is behind the wheel and is slightly nodding off)

Blake: Knock that shit off! I need you focused!

Zach: I’m running on barely three hours of sleep, and that back seat isn’t the most comfortable place to do it!

Blake: Should’ve gone to sleep earlier.

Zach: Don’t push me old man! I’m not in the mood right now!

Blake: I’d check that attitude if I were you!

Zach: I’m a grown man, don’t tell me what to do!

Blake: zzzzzzz…

Zach: Son of a bitch!

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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, 6AM - 8AM

Weather Conditions: 71 degrees, high clouds, slight breeze

All vehicles are on US 287, I-25 North, or 26 West

Upcoming POI (optional, let me know if you want to stop at them for rest/sightseeing): Independence Rock State Historic Site, Soda Springs.

Next Waypoint: Fort Laramie, South Pass, Fort Hall

VicVictory:
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: -1 FTG: +2 Notes: Non-critical failure: Vehicle would not start in the morning. Diagnosed as bad fuel pump, part procured from parts store and repair underway.

@BobLoblaw
TBDC: 78 mi OD: 1190 mi MRL: -4 FTG: +2 Notes: Team has refueled in Montpelier, ID. Team has stopped for an hour at Soda Springs, ID. TEAM MORALE IS LOW. Team is feeling tired.

@Madrias
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: -2 FTG: +2 Notes: Team had wanted to diagnose the problem with fuel smell while still at Fort Laramie. Problem has been diagnosed as 2 leaky fuel injectors. Parts procured from junkyard and repairs are underway.

@Mr.Computah
TBDC: 64 mi OD: 739 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: None.

@Jaimz
TBDC: 38 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team has purchased and installed a cheap slip-on muffler from a parts store. Not as good as the original, but the comfort penalty is reduced.
Waypoint completed: Fort Laramie. Team has stopped at Fort Laramie. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Fayeding_Spray
TBDC: 119 mi OD: 756 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: Waypoint completed: Fort Laramie.

@Zabhawkin
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 898 mi MRL: +1 FTG: -5 Notes: Team wakes up at 7am and will be on the road at 8am.

@conan
TBDC: 136 mi OD: 811 mi MRL: -1 FTG: +1 Notes: Around 730am, the rear end starts vibrating rather violently at speed.

@findRED19
TBDC: 117 mi OD: 754 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: Team has refueled in Fort Laramie, WY. Waypoint Completed: Fort Laramie.

@Mythrin
TBDC: 38 mi OD: 675 mi MRL: +2 FTG: +0 Notes: Team wakes up at 515am and is on the road at 615am. Waypoint completed: Fort Laramie.

@JohnWaldock
TBDC: 127 mi OD: 764 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: Waypoint Completed: Fort Laramie.

@bastormonger
TBDC: 0 mi OD: 637 mi MRL: +0 FTG: -10 Notes: Team wakes up at 8am and will be taking an optional hike of Scotts Bluff at 9 am.

@abg7

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TBDC: 14 mi OD: 689 mi MRL: -5 FTG: +0 Notes: Critical failure: Brakes failed on 26 West, preparing for the bridge just before Experiment Farm Road in Mitchell, NE, and the car hit the guard rail just before the bridge. No injuries, but the car is undrivable.

@DoctorNarfy
TBDC: 67 mi OD: 742 mi MRL: +0 FTG: +0 Notes: None

@DeusExMackia
TBDC: 117 mi OD: 754 mi MRL: +1 FTG: +0 Notes: Waypoint completed: Fort Laramie. TEAM MORALE IS HIGH.

@Dorifto_Dorito
TBDC: 127 mi OD: 802 mi MRL: +0 FTG: +0 Notes: None.

@stm316
TBDC: 137 mi OD: 788 mi MRL: +0 FTG: +0 Notes: None.

The following vehicles are in packs:

Team Teal Terror

“FFFFFUUUUUUU…” Fuzz growled.

“How the hell did you break it already?” Jen gasped incredulously.

“I didn’t break, it, it just… God, this piece of shit!”

“Hey, be nice!”

“No.” Fuzz banged on the dashboard with his fist. “No, this can’t be.”

“Take a breath. Pop the hood. Let’s take a look at it, ok?”

grrrrrr

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Highway Hooligans

Day 2, 4-6a - “Plans for Trouble”

What started out as a peaceful breakfast at the Bunkhouse Motel turned quite quickly into chaos when the Hooligans, or at least 3/4 of them, started sending scrambled eggs flying. Jake and Cody took the opportunity to nail Alejandro in the ear with a sausage, and Marcus threw a pancake like a frisbee, getting the syrup-soaked disc stuck to the ceiling, where it fell a few seconds later with a loud plop onto the floor.

With chaos quickly getting out of hand, Trevor slipped out into the parking lot to take advantage of the relative peace and quiet to do a little pranking. Which is precisely when he saw every car had a dirt-dick drawn on the windows. “Two can play dirty.” Trevor grumbled to himself, opening the Dynamite’s hatch and grabbing a few supplies. The only car there without dirt smears on the windows happened to be the car belonging to Spanish Fiesta, so Trevor went after it hard.

He tried the passenger door handle and was pleasantly surprised to find it unlocked. “Fools.” he said to himself, before setting one of the Stinkers, his modified automatic air fresheners, to 10 minutes and pulling the safety tab out of the battery compartment. A fresh blast of ass-gas wafted into the air, making him gag. With it tucked under the seat, he carefully closed the door, then grabbed the other items he had gotten out of the Dynamite’s trunk. Using the cardboard to mask the windows and lights from over-spray, Trevor promptly gifted the car with a hot-pink metallic racing stripe.

With the paint applied, Trevor joined the others in the food fight, slinging the contents of the plastic cup of orange juice across the room. At 7:00 on the dot, the Hooligans raced to the parking lot. They started the car only to be greeted with the strong smell of gasoline again, which led Marcus and Cody to check the engine.

“Two fucked fuel injectors. We can limp it to the junkyard and back safely enough to get parts, but we’re starting late today.” Marcus said. After a brisk trip to the nearest junkyard, and scavenging fuel injectors from two completely different cars in hopes that one set would be decent, they pulled back into the parking space to fix the engine.

At 8:00, however, they were still working on it. “Goddamn fuckin’ piece of shit.” Marcus said, wrestling with the spark plug leads.

Aftermath:

Morale +4 (-2)
Fatigue 0 (+2)
Waypoints: 5
Status: Fixing the fuel problem.

(OOC: Yes, this was planned between the two of us. However, if any others want to have similar happen to their cars at the Bunkhouse Motel, feel free to add in either the stink-bomb or the impromptu racing stripes to their own cars. We’ll gladly take the blame for it.)

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Team Big Blue, Part 8

Jez was the first to wake up, and his teammates followed soon after. He addressed the team as follows: “Good morning, boys. Today we’ll use the same strategy that saw us through the previous day, but with a slightly more aggressive strategy, just to teach that truck driver a lesson.”

They never had a chance to test their strategy, though. As Big Blue sets off for the second day, Paul wonders why it isn’t slowing down… And doesn’t realize it until he hits a wall, trashing the car in the process and ending their hopes of even catching up to the Redneck Express. He shrugged and glanced at the culprit - a shattered brake rotor - and muttered:

"Well, you’d expect that with a car which was on its last legs, wouldn’t you?

Steve’s reply was: “Of course I would, but we’ll never know whether or not we could have beaten the Redneck Express… Or the red Enforcer for that matter.”

Ash rebuked him with: “We never could have. That bloody big truck was just too fast. And with our relatively conservative strategy, we would have fallen behind even more quickly than we wanted to - but at least we covered more than a thousand kays. And now I’ll head back to Melbourne with mixed feelings… And sour grapes.”

Jez’s response was succinct: "Sour grapes, you say? Actually, you’re right. Since it made its first rest stop further west than we did, and also at the right time for its crew, the Redneck Express could have everyone and everything else in this race utterly shot to bits. The red Enforcer, on the other hand, has been on the road for so much longer that its crew are now on the brink of exhaustion, and cannot possibly hold off that big black truck for much longer… Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m heading back to Birmingham. What about you?

After a brief hesitation, Paul decided to fly west to the finish line and congratulate the finishers, taking Steve with him. But before leaving, he had one last thing to say about his experience: “We may not have accomplished what Team BAGS wanted us to do, but it sure was a lot of fun all the way through - and I’ll rebuild Big Blue for good measure, just so that it can return to the road once again!”

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Team Redneck Day 2 0600-0800

Otis and Jake wake up at 7am, pack up their duffel bags then head over to the local diner which also has the towns only gas pump.

As the two enter the split rock cafe conversations stop briefly as the locals which consist of mostly ranchers and hunting guides, look to see who came in.

Otis, “Feels like home.”

Waitress, “Have a seat wherever you like, Ill be right with you.”

The two order a large breakfast and a lunch that didn’t need to be warmed later, they wolf down the breakfast.

Waitress, “Whats the hurry boys, y’all got a hot date or something”

Jake between bites, "Well kind of, in Oregon. We are in a race across the Oregon Trail. So far we have been in the lead for most of the race. There are teams from all over the globe, most of the other groups have a bit of wackyness to them.

Waitress, “What will you win?”

Otis, “Uhhhh, you know what I never looked at that part”, the two look at each other perplexed, “For us its more for the fun of it”

Jake, “Have you seen any other beaters go through last night or this morning?”

Waitress, “There was an old red ex cop car go by, about 4am, but thats it from what you guys are describing, we don’t have too many take this road even during the daytime.”

After breakfast the two get their to go order, check over the truck, then head out having fueled up the night before.

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TEAM OUTRIDERS

Luigi: God damn, we haven’t stopped at all?

Zach: We’re gonna rest for an hour when we reach Soda Springs.

Blake: I can’t do this. We’re too old to keep pushing like this.

Zach: We stop to get some sleep, we risk losing the lead we have.

Blake: If we’re overcome by fatigue, a lead won’t mean dick!

Marc: So we’re planning on stopping somewhere?

Blake: Fort Hall, I’ve gotta get some real sleep.

Marc: Very well, I suppose Homo is going to drive next?

Zach: The rest of the way to Fort Hall, then whatever.

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