Team redneck day 3 0400-0600
Otis and Jake wake up at 5:00am, Jake starts cooking, while Otis packs up camp, not much is said, its early in the morning, still dark though the moon is still up to provide some light besides the lantern and flash lights.
After eating they Otis does the dishes while Jake checks over the truck.
0600-0800
Jake, “I think the camping out of the way might have set us back too far.”
Otis, “Maybe, but at least it kept people from messing with our stuff.”
Jake, “True, but we still lost about an hour” looks at the updates on the competition, “maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea, a bunch of stuff went on last night and we might have been delayed even longer.”
Otis, “What was going on?”
Jake, “Looks like someone removed most of the lug nuts of the Hooligans car, they almost lost their tire”
0800-1000
1000-1200
Otis pulls into the gas station to fuel up, as he is used to he starts to do it himself and is met by an attendant who starts yelling at him.
Attendant, “Hey you cant do that, you might get hurt!”
Otis, “What the hell are you talking about?”
Attendant, “You have to be certified to pump fuel!”
Otis, “Bull shit I been pumping gas since I was 8!”
Attendant, “Well you can’t here, it the law”
Otis, “Fine, I gotta use the shitter anyways”
1200-1400
Jake turns the corner to Barlow road, “That looks fun”
Looking at the road Otis comments, “Seen worse, but not anything I wanted to take over 25” as he sinches down his harness, and starts trying to grab anything that’s loose in the cab.
The truck pounds and slams its way through the road managing to bottom out both suspensions at times. The spare parts bouncing and shifting in the back don’t make matters any better. One of the ice chests explodes as it gets pinched between the not so spare engine block and the side of the bed sending spilling its contents of ice water and the remaining water bottles into the bed which leaks out of the drain holes and tailgate wetting the road.
Otis looks back to see what it was, “Don’t worry, keep going”
Jake, “Aint worried, were so close the whole bed can fall off for all I care.”
1400-1600
Whooo third place, we made it after a couple of doughnuts in the parking lot, which also saw the tailgate fail spilling the entire contents of the bed out onto the pavement.
Jake then finds the jumbo spit wad of toilet paper and lies in wait for the Hooligans to cross the line.
Unfortunately in postoperative recovery so can’t get to PC for a full dialogue so…