Ahhhh yes, I remember this one from last year, pulling a smoker through a blinding dust/rain/hail/windstorm late on a Friday afternoon, fully expecting to die in a fiery crash at any moment. That was fun.
Boulder City is a great event, (aren't they all, really?) had fun judging and drinking Marty's whiskey. What was the name of that little breakfast joint down on the main drag? Thems was some good fixins, right there.
In one capacity or another, I'll be up to this one for sure.