Teams

Suds of War

Garage Headquarters: San Ramon, CA

Driver: Christopher Rodriguez

Mechanics: Joel Joseph, Micheal Pfaff, Todd Seals, Anthony Rodriguez

Nuts and Bolts:

Shhh! Christopher Rodriguez, captain of Team Suds of War, is about to address his troops… er, teammates. Let’s listen: “Comrades!” he begins, “In the magnificent tradition established by our ancestors – may their souls rest in peace, preferably in a nice shady plot somewhere in Colma – we have driven many vehicles. In foreign fields, we have rolled ATVs and trashed minibikes. On highways built with the sweat of our brows – or, at least, the taxes on our lattes – we have cruised hot chicks and avoided speed traps. But today we have a new challenge before us. A challenge that will bring glory to our motherland of San Ramon and maybe help us score some very desirable phone numbers, if you know what I mean. We are going to build the world’s most powerful soapbox racer!”

Joel Joseph, Michael Pfaff, Anthony Rodriguez, and Todd Seals roar with approval. (Actually, Anthony just gives a half-hearted golf clap. He’s known Chris a long time and has heard this kind of thing before.) Quieting them, Chris continues, “This is no easy task. Dominating the mighty forces at work in Dolores Park will take sacrifice and determination. We have all seen video of the military parades staged by the Soviet Union to demonstrate their military superiority. We too must present a united front, not only to impress the crowd, but to build an invincible vehicle. Joel! Michael! You must concentrate on performance and agility. Todd! You are a science teacher, thus I appoint you chief of systems and functionality. Anthony, you will make the exterior sleek and beautiful. And I? Naturally, I get to drive. So go now, toil in the garages and backyards and driveways! And when it is time to look into the eyes of our enemies, you will be proud of your labor, and our racer will be off like a prom dress… um, make that like a babushka.”