Did you miss Part 1? I doubt it but click back if you did!
Once dressed and outfitted, we headed down to find our place on the buses that would take us out to the desert and
Anyway. The buses leave from the Hard Rock at 830pm, and drive for 2 1/2 hours, till your cell reception disappears. Creepy. We tried to split the difference between napping and chatting with the other racers until we arrived at the fabled Black Mailbox, where the ultra and full were to start.
|Yeah, that really is it.|
|To Do: look up who tf is Steve Medlin-?|
|Yeah. You're not alone...much...|
|O hai! Thanks for being out here with me, actual people!|