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"Oh my Garrett. That is a lot that brought you here." Bill says. "Yeah. Bill's right. But Hazzard seems like a nice friendly little community." Ernie says. Balladeer:"Well, now Ernie and Bill, I can tell y'all one thing. Ol' Garrett is glad y'all are here. He's been wanting to meet y'all fer a long time." A couple days have passed, and Bill's boys arrive with the 18 wheeler, the cars are inside the trailer. They scour thru the parts supply, and sure enough, they have an extra of that part that Garrett needs for his car. Garrett is excited and offers to pay, but the part is on the house instead. Garrett goes to work installing the new part, his previous anger at Cooter has faded a little now. Bill and Ernie watch in awe as Garret works. "You sure do know a lot about cars boy." Bill says happily. "Yeah. You sure do." Adds in Ernie chipperly. Cue Garrett or Roger

the ridge runners are X moonshiners.

Jesse finished the Back 40 and returned to the farmhouse after putting Maudeen back in the barn and rewarding her with fresh water and food. They were both exhausted but satisfied that another field had been plowed....his favorite of the 3 big fields, the back 40....and the only one he insisted NOT be done with a tractor because it would break Maudeen's heart. He grabbed a glass and drew some water, gulping it down quick and then drew some more. He walked out to the porch and sat down with the water, planning on sipping this glass a little slower. His eyes scanned in all directions and suddenly he noticed something he was surprised he didn't notice a few minutes ago when he got back. The General Lee was missing. Now, where in the world could those boys be?

(Season 4 Diamonds in the Rough) Rosco and Boss arrive at the Duke Farm, under the pretense to start searching for "Moonshine" but really searching for the diamonds. Boss: Let's go. Not you Cletus! You ain't Comin' in. You stay here, an' guard this door, with yer life you hear me. Don't let nobody in or out!" Rosco opens the door Cletus:(Immediately pointing shotgun at Rosco.)"HOLD IT!!!" Boss:"Not him!" Boss and Rosco enter the house. Bo, Luke and Daisy play hide and seek with the Bugs Bunny doll rabbit. Daisy passes it to Luke who passes it to Bo, who throws it out the window after Luke says "Get rid of it!" Boss:"Jesse I got me a search warrant to search for any moonshine you may have on the premises or on your person." Jesse:"On my person?!" Rosco starts searching for the "moonshine" Jesse:"Rosco!" Rosco:"What?" Jesse:"You touch me, an' I'll turn you over my knee!" Rosco:"Well, Boss, I think he's clean." Boss:"Alright. Well then, start friskin' in there!" Rosco searches Luke. Luke:"You don't have respect fer yer elders." Rosco searches Bo. Bo:"I don't wanna dance!" Rosco tries to search Daisy. Daisy:"Rosco!!!" Rosco:"Boss, I don't think the diamonds are on Daisy."

heavy (My wife's is but if you need something she has it)

He's my number 2 of all time after Charlie Daniels.

Garrett Duke shakes his head in disgust as he abruptly turns onto a dusty dirt road as his thoughts return to his argument with Cooter, of the orange car, and of his supposed family. Only to enforce more anger to run deeply within him and to build his yearning to return back to his gang in Atlanta. His true family. The only people that truly understood him. Appreciated him for who he is. Yet thanks to his dad, he's stuck in this little hick town where everyone glares judgmentally at him and where he stands out from everyone else. Where he clearly doesn't belong or fit in. Yet here he is stuck. Sucking on the last draw of his cigarette, he allows his anger to swell deeply within him before blowing out the smoke and smashing the cigarette butt into the ashtray. "I'll show them and that ugly orange car who's the better mechanic and the better driver...and who has the best car!" he yells out at no one as an old truck runs past the stop sign on the adjoining road. Garrett slams on his breaks while cussing out loud and his heart sinks deeply within him as he hears the screech of metal, and he watches an old black truck run into the passenger door of his beloved car. Shoving his car into park, he angrily gets out and runs across the hood of his car and out of the side of his eyes, he sees two guys climb out of the truck. Ignoring the people in the truck, he runs over to the passenger door to eye the damage and is slightly relieved at seeing the damage is only to the paint the and the door. "Damn it," he cusses, his anger boils deeply within him despite the minimal damage. This was his car. His baby. And it was supposed to prove Cooter and his friends who the real driver was. "Hey sir," a thick southern drawl voice interrupts his angered thoughts, "we are deeply sorry. I. . .I didn't see the stop sign back there and -" "You didn't see the stop sign?!" Garrett yells turning to finally face the men in the truck, "What are you, blind?!" He goes silent as he looks at the two newcomer who hit his car and he is struck with excitement and anger all at once as he sees Bill Elliott standing near the passenger door of the truck before he looks at his car to reinforce his anger. Sighing deeply, he takes out a cigarette and lights it. "You're Bill Elliott," he states matter of fact, hiding his excitement, and then pointing to the driver, "And you're his brother. His car chief. What in the world would bring you two to this little hick town?" Bill laughs to break the tension. "Ask my idiot brother who ran into you. I've been asking him the same dang thing." Ernie rolls his eyes. "Look sir. I'm sorry about your car. I have insurance and papers that we can show you. We will make this right to you," he drawls pointing to the damage he created before pointing back to the stop sign that is covered in thick green leaves from the large tree that hangs above it, "through the tree branches, I didn't see the stop sign, at all. And being new to town and all, I drove through it." Garrett eyes the hidden stop sign and nods. "Well. I'll give you credit that it is hidden," he pauses to blow out smoke away from the two men, "but all the same, y'all hit my car. But at least, the damage seems to be minimal." He laughs sarcastically. "That there covered stop sign...pretty much represents this hick town and the law they have around here. But," he pauses to drop the cigarette butt onto the dirt road and steps on it with this black boot, "that doesn't answer my question. What brings a well known NASCAR driver and his crew chief, here?" "Yeah Ernie..." Bill echoes him. "Well y'all have this race coming up," Ernie finally comes to the answer that they were waiting for, "with the break in our schedule, it is a great opportunity to enter the race to put in some none meaningful practice laps, support our sponsors, and to hang out with the good people that may not have the opportunity to meet my brother here." "Your brother don't look too happy," Garrett dryly points out. "Well truth be known," Ernie grins mischievously, "my brother's just an old grump who doesn't like change or to do anything unless it's his way. I'm here to steer him in the right direction whether he appreciates it or not." Garrett eyes him momentarily as his answer sends him back a couple of years of his dad kicking him out of the house and sending him to Hazzard to supposedly send his life in the right direction despite his anger and hatred towards it. "I'm ever so thankful," Bill breaks the silence, "I am sure your town and your race will be great. I just have a family I'd like to spend the break with." Garrett silently nods. "I'm sure people around here will be excited to see you all and to race against you. They don't get this opportunity very often," Garrett answers to break his silence. Ernie nods in agreement. "We all come from a small town. We know and understand how it is like. We want y'all know we support you and all that you do," he finally responds as he wipes the sweat from his hair before motioning towards Garrett's car behind him, "you race? You enter this race?" Garrett glances back at Spittin' Cobra. "Yep. That's Spittin' Cobra y'all just ran into," he smiles proudly, "I am entered to race with him, but I am on my way to Atlanta for a part, because the hick mechanic wouldn't order it for me. He think's he's too good for me and wants to support his friend's and their clunker oranger car. So, I'm off to pick it up myself and show him how's it done." "I love your enthusiasm," Ernie grins at him and takes in Garrett's car. "Forget Atlanta," Bill pipes in, "we got some boys bringing parts with our car in our trailer. If we got your part, it's your's. Our boys will even fix the damage ol' Ernie did to Spittin' Cobra." "For real?" Garrett asks with an hint of excitement "For real," Ernie responds, "our boys scouted out an old abandoned barn up a couple of miles that isn't in use last week. They were able to convince Commissioner J. D. Hogg to let us use it until after the race. So if you meet us there we can get you set up. Our boys should be in town in another hour or so." Bill glances at Ernie. "What we do until then?" he questions. "Well Garrett's gonna take us a ride in his car and show us around town and give us all the information we need about this place, the race, and the people we are up against," Ernie grins and wraps a grease stained arm around Garrett's tense shoulders, "Aren't you?" "Heck yeah!" Garrett yells, his anger subsiding into excitement that he has gained the trust and friendship of Bill Elliott, even more so knowing how jealous Cooter, Bo, and Luke will be once they find out. "How about I follow you to the barn to drop off your truck, and y'all can climb on in?" "That's a ten four," Ernie drawls as he opens his drivers door and him and Bill get in. *************************************************************************** "So Garrett," Ernie breaks the silence as he climbs into back seat of Spitting Cobra as Bill climbs into the passenger door, they both close their doors and the sound thunders against the old wood of the abandoned barn, "what brings you to Hazzard?" Garrett eyes him momentarily before backing back out onto the dirt road and pulling forward, heading towards the small town. "What makes you so sure, I'm not from here?" "Well," Bill drawls as he eyes the farm scenery around them, "you have more of a city boy vibe than a country boy attitude to you." Garrett nods and gives a brief smile as he drives a moment in silence before he slowly and cautiously explains some of his past and what all brought him to Hazzard as well as some of what he feels about Hazzard, his supposed family, and the people in Hazzard. Cue Roger or Skipper

Yeah Hank Jr. has some good songs!

Whey is Waylon's son Terry's boy.

How about his son....Jr.?

Bill Elliott sits grudgingly in the passenger seat of the old truck, staring in disbelief at the large white billboard sign that shows a fat man in a three piece white suit and a cigar with big letters reading: WELCOME TO HAZZARD! ENJOY YOUR STAY! "I will not enjoy my stay," he says aloud, breaking the silence before glancing over at the driver seat where his brother and also his crew chief sits with a greasy ball cap upon his head, "Ernie," he hisses, "This has got to be the dumbest idea you have ever had in your entire life." Ernie laughs hysterically for a moment. "Oh come on Bill," he shakes his head, "lighten up and live a little. Not everything is about super speedways and huge grandstands. We all started out like these hicks back in Dawsonville. You remember those days?" "Of course I do," Bill throws back, "I cherish those days. But that's not where I am anymore. Where we are any more. We have so much to get ready for Daytona and yet here we are wasting valuable time on at a dirt racetrack we never seen and in a place we never heard of before. Dale Earnhardt is going to win the big race because he's got more practice and time at Daytona than we do because you decided on a road trip." "C'mon bro," Ernie slaps Bill on his tense shoulders, "this will be fun! These good ol' boys work hard day in and day out. They deserve to have a little fun with a big legend like you." Ernie allows a long dramatic pause, "Plus," another long pause as he takes in the scenery out of the window, "you promised your big sponsor, McDonalds, to bring it to Hazzard, Georgia in attempt to buy a location." "I didn't promise nothing!" Bill snaps at him, "You are the one who did the talking. The promising. The lying. Look at this place!" he points out his window, "Why in the world would McDonalds want to build a restaurant here? They won't make a dime compared to Atlanta or some main stay. Who will want to travel to some itty bitty town that no one has ever heard of or cared to go to, to just go to McDonalds? No one...that's who!" "Wrong brother," Ernie chimes in as he points to the billboard sign of the big round man in a three piece suit, "that man right there would want a McDonalds in his town to draw attention to his town with the lighted arches in an attempt to move forward and away from it's traditional old farm town reputation." "Do you even know what you are talking about anymore?" Bill shakes his head in disgust, "I'm sure this is a nice town that is full of well deserving and hard working people. I'd glad to join your charity spirit. In the off season. When we don't have a big race in a couple of weeks to get ready for. Richard Petty will be driving circles around us come race day!" Bill allows silence to enter the cab of the truck, "All because you agreed to do some farm town race with some good ol' boys who think they know a thing or two about racing." "Whether you like it or not, Bill. We are here and we have signed a deal to enter this race with your McDonald's car," Ernie states as he turns on the ignition and gets back on the dusty dirt road to officially enter Hazzard County, "we told the boys we would scout the area out a bit before they join us with the car. Let's go see what the great town of Hazzard is all about. You may love it so much you will want to move and stay here." "Don't hold your breath," Bill states before silently watching the trees outside of his open window. Cue Roger

Balladeer:"Meanwhile, back in town, at the courthouse." Boss Hogg:"Rosco, I just got word that that there big wig NASCAR feller Bill Elliott is coming to Hazzard to be in our race. I want you to arrest Mr. Elliott on any charge you can think of. If we have him in custody, it means money for us. We can charge folks a dollar a look. $5 for autographs. $10 for pictures taken with him. $20 for concessions. We'll make a killing Rosco!" Rosco:"Wrong, wrong, wrong, little fat buddy! You're forgetting about one thing." Boss Hogg:"What's that?" Rosco:"The Dukes. How do we keep them from ruining our plans?" Boss Hogg:"I got dem Dukes already all figured out dipstick. Don't worry about that. If they come snooping around, we'll just foreclosure on that blasted farm of theirs, and they'll have to move away from Hazzard. They'll be out of my hair once and for all! Ha hahaha!" Rosco:"But Boss, you don't have much hair. Khee khee!" Boss Hogg:"Rosco, shut up you numbskull! Now, you get out of here, go find Enos, and y'all set up a roadblock on the highway. Boy, is Mr. Elliott in for a surprise when he arrives. He'll be going nowhere but straight to jail! Hahaha!" Cue Garrett

I recently bought BeamNG.drive and have been playing around with it. I found out they have a General Lee mod. There's no Charger in the game, so it's basically just General Lee livery on a somewhat similar car body. Crashing is extremely fun in the game because of physics. So, I figured maybe Rosco would take the General Lee out for a little run. I recorded it and made a short video of it. Added a few sound clips from the show at the end too. I hope you enjoy. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DsLKta98Svo

I'm playing around with some of the settings and did some pretty hilarious stuff tonight. Hopefully, I'll have a few more videos out this week. Depends on how much time I have.

That was funny/cute.