On a more humorous note, my crew, made up primarily of racers from the Midwest and ECoast, talked about duct taping him to a telephone pole, with a note to Checkers. Years later, we would joke about it saying" Check, Check, Checkers ... I guess you had to be there. Oh well, you loyal Checkers, please don't throw rocks at the red and white Blazer. I may not be driving !!
The story of that night, when the driver and codog spent the night on the mountain, freezing their private parts small, and the Baja fix that finally got them down, will have to wait.