One of my favorite racers came in dead last, Spicey Meatballs. Complete with wine and cheese, the meal included the driver and passenger’s heads as big meatballs in a pile of spaghetti. Unfortunately early in the third day they broke an axle. Another team offered their welder and they were able to get it fixed but by then they were alread in last place, and by the time they got to Slimey Slope there was a huge que of racers waiting to make their way through. Spicey Meatballs finally made it into Ferndale about 6:30, an hour and a half after the official finish of the race. By then most everyone had left to join the awards ceremony dinner, but we were there to cheer them on at the finish.