After the Nissan gets booted David and I drive off to find the only strip club in a 60-mile radius. We park the $100,000 Noble M12 outside with twenty Harleys. It sticks out like a hooker in a convent. Although this may be a bad decision I need a beer so badly I just don’t care.
 
We walk in and all the biker dudes turn to check us out. Obviously we’re a couple of Eurof**ks in a place where we shouldn’t be but it’s cool; we order our beers and check out the girls. The $2 cover was a tip off in most towns Tuesdays are B team nights, but in Coos Bay it’s more like the Z team...I’m not naming names or saying anything more, those Harley guys have chapters all over America.
 
Waking up at 6:00 the next morning is pretty rough. The contestants are tired too and start losing patience with their teammates, like the BMW boys and Team Honda. Meanwhile the Lotus and F150 guys hate each other and Team Trans Am enjoys stirring things up on the sly (so much for their alliance with the F150!)

Waking up in Coos Bay, Oregon


The Noble, pre-death

 
Everyone realizes the importance of getting into the challenge checkpoint first and second. The Lotus boys love throwing the F150 into the challenge with the Lambo. The Lambo guys are cocky as hell Jeff takes the traction control off and within 20 seconds he’s lost control. He missed that guardrail literally by 6 inches, it was an amazing piece of driving that he recovered at all. But you can see from Jason’s reaction (Team F150) that the Lambo’s spin out costs them the challenge. F150 is king for a day.

The next day in Redding is gorgeous and I’m looking forward to a great drive. I run over to David to see if the Noble is ready to go and something is seriously wrong. He’s killed the bloody car. He was doing donuts and burnouts for some TV footage and he’s wiped out the clutch there’s no way it can be fixed. As we get into an RV to finish the rest of the rally I’m thinking of different ways to kill him slowly

Don't lend this man your car


You killed it, Dave!

The Mustang boys have similar issues when one of their rods go and they’re up on the wrecker, right behind our Noble. There’s just no way you can tell how any car is going to perform under these kinds of terrain changes. Will the hour and a half lead the Mustang boys have be enough to pull them through?
 
By the time we get to the elimination, the Lambo has hit a raccoon and done another $20,000 worth of damage to his car, the Charger boys are riding low and are desperate to grab a time bonus, and Paris and Dirty Rice are about to kill one another! The Trans Am and Lotus nail first and second and yep, the Chevy and the Mustang are at the bottom. Phil and Rich are great guys and we’re bummed to see them go. The Chevy boys live to fight another day.