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The General Lee is the COOLEST CAR!

DAISY is one of my all time favorite females!!

Those hot roads that the Dukes drove down must've BURNED tire rubber on the General!

Jesse was thrilled after getting the CB message from Daisy. He was worried that Boss would make the bail too high and he wouldn't be able to pull it off. Garrett might not act like Bo and Luke but he was still a Duke and still his nephew. The idea of Garrett sitting in jail sickened Jesse, especially on such a big day. The idea of anybody sitting in jail sickened Jesse for that matter. He was old enough to remember the old days before Boss took over, when Hazzard County government and police actually cared about justice. Now, Jesse knew that 90% of the people Boss had arrested were just part of some scheme. Still, Jesse wondered what was going on. Why did Boss let Garrett out? He certainly wouldn't do it out of the goodness of his heart. There is no goodness in his heart. Jesse then realized that there may be a little goodness, like last Christmas Eve when he showed up at the Duke farm with presents. But today was the big race. And that meant big money. Boss's greedy heart has no goodness inside when big money was around. Jesse finished his chores and hopped in his F-150. His mind wandered all over the place while driving down Mill Pond Road. A big race was always a festive occasion that brought the community together. No other event was bigger. Couple that with a big time NASCAR driver being part of it and this was destined to be an epic day in Hazzard's history. But still, anytime Boss Hogg has his hand in something, bad things follow. What a day ahead though!....the General Lee vs Bill Elliott! The thought of that made Jesse feel like he was 50 years younger.

Bo fought an ALLIGATOR underwater

Cooter Davenport looks over the old fair ground where the race will later be held. He had signed up years ago to help get things set up and ready for the races that is annually held there. Not to help Hogg or his crooked law. But to help the town raise the little money Hogg will let slide through his fat fingers for the town. Plus it's racing. And cars. But this year it's going to be bigger and better. Bill Elliott himself was going to be in the race. A celebrity. A true NASCAR driver. In Hazzard County. Racing against his best friends and the community. Cooter shakes his head in disbelief and feels a large smile cross his face before he starts to ponder how upset Bo and Luke would be if he were to cheer on Bill instead of them this year as he always does. His smile slowly fades as his thoughts fall onto the troubled Duke that seems to throw negativity and anger everywhere he goes. This will always be the first time that he will be racing in this race against Bo and Luke. Who knows what he'll be bringing onto the dusty dirt track. Cooter shakes his head in disgust at himself for giving Garrett the credit to have the ability to beat Bo and Luke. To beat Bill Elliott. "Not a chance, punk," Cooter mutters as Daisy's dirt splattered Dixie pulls up besides him. "Hey there Cooter," she forces a smile as she gets out of the jeep, "you know today's the day of the big race. Why you slacking for?" "Who me?" Cooter gives an ornery look, "I was just torn on who to go for. And how mad Bo and Luke would be if I were to go for Awesome Bill from Dawsonville." "You'd trade your loyalty to my cousins for a celebrity NASCAR driver who has millions of fans?" she questions, giving him a disappointing look. Cooter shrugs. "Maybe they'll wreck Garrett and come in tied," he smiles at her. "Still holding that grudge, huh?" she questions. Cooter gives her a cold glare. "I had it from the day he stepped foot in Hazzard. That boy is nothing but trouble. I know he's your cousin and your uncle taught you that family is family," Cooter shakes his head, "but he don't belong here any more than I belong in the city! Heck. He don't deserve to be related to you, Jesse, Luke, or Bo. Poor Bo being his twin." Cooter shudders. "At least they are nothing alike nor look alike!" Daisy silently nods. "Well whether we understand Garrett or not, we are still family. God made us family for a reason, so I am not going to question that nor whether or not we deserve it. But talking about Garrett," Daisy states, "Jesse is worried about him sitting in jail on the day of the big race. We don't have mo-" "He deserves to be in jail, Daisy. Rosco finally got something right!" Cooter states angrily, "But your uncle can stop worrying his honest head over that fool boy. Ernie Elliott found me this morning and talked me into bringing him to see Rosco. He told ol' Rosco that if he didn't drop the charges and let Garrett go, that Bill and his fancy sponsors were going back to Atlanta." Daisy raises an eyebrow. "What did Rosco do?" Cooter laughs. "He told Ernie bye," Cooter laughs some more, "but then Hogg walked in and talked some crooked sense into him and why they don't want Bill to leave before the race. So Hogg made Rosco drop the charges. Ernie then said that he had to apologize to Garrett. Hogg made Rosco do that as well." "Oh boy," Daisy grins, "that'll help Jesse out a lot. Thank you Cooter." "Don't thank me, Daisy. If it were up to me, that boy would be on his way to the state jail in Atlanta right now where he belongs! You all can thank Ernie. For once, I agree with poor Rosco," Cooter flashes a smile, "today is the worst day ever." "Oh Cooter. It's going to be a great day!" Daisy grins getting back into her jeep, "Now I got to let Jesse know and get to work."