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The first person to cross the finish line (meaning the first to post at 5 PM) will be the winner.

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Special awards will also go to person with the silliest vehicle, most unsportsman AND sportsman like conduct, the lame loser, etc.

we gotta sort out these awards too

AmTG I won

and across the line I go in a massive hellish fireball!!!]#

HOLD THE ****ING PHONE I WIN

the Rover is now the only thing stopping me from winning, in an expertly timed explosion the rear 1/4 of the RV suffers a minor catastrophic failure and flies into the path of the fugging Rover

*awesome mental image*

the RV is flipped end over end, landing back on its wheels and crushing Harunas bike, and makes for the finish line trailing sparks and firey hellish death

with all 4 of my wheels on fire, I spread firey hellish death to whomever I touch, which just happens to by Haruna and that fugging delorean and Shaz

the RV is flipped back onto its wheels with the help of an irate shopkeeper, and rejoins in 2nd

I make contact with one of those bomb things, flipping the RV into a grocery store scattering explosive Garry's Mod melons all over the place

with oil now obscuring my vision, I am driving blind, and in doing so ram Haruna off the bike again

the sidewinders strike, launching my hapless RV into the sky and landing on DK....

I fire wildly into the air to warn others of my progress, as a 3 tonne chassis doing 300mph will take quite a bit of stopping - unfortunately one of the bullets strikes DK's engine casing, rupturing it

after extricating myself from the hedge and reversing over Shaz, I fire up the boost and for the first time am in contention for the win

the RV slides uncontrollably into a hedge, Shaz follows suit colliding with the rear bumper of the RV and bouncing back into the traffic

DK's car collides with the remains of the Isetta coming down, and slams into the ground infront of the RV which slams on its brakes....

the RV plows its way through the traffic jam, cars flying in all directions, one of which flies into Haruna's bike knocking him off

having been stuck on the nordschliefe for 40 minutes I finally fly onto the autobahn and head into the final 40 minutes of the race, ramming DK's car into a crash barrier as I pass

which is completed by me in 3 minutes 27 seconds

having fashoined some wheels out of a 200 year old protected oak tree, I catch up to the pack in what little remains of the RV, and send salvo after salvo of machine gun fire at 5haz, totally ripping apart his car

luckily for you my barbecue is still operational, so me and DK pull over for a spot of lunch

using the complicated inter-car communication system, I instruct everyone to ignore anything that KITT does from now on

RV is now little more than a chassis and 4 rims, but luckily for me there is a bodyshop just coming up on the left

I leave smelling of soap, perfume and various bath bombs, and pull into the mechanics

*presses 5*

wait, what?

freddy is right, it's a Plymouth Coronado

/me votes for KITT to be disqualified, it's becoming stupid(er) as a result of KITTs incessant invincibility