Jeff Gordon shoves the sheriff's car as fast as it can as mixed emotions flow through Gordon. Fear, excitment, relief, nervousness. All wrapped up within him. Only to send questions rippling through him. Was his win at Atlanta worth all this? No...not only is he stuck in this nightmare, he is away from his family who is worrying about him. He is away from the track which means he has probably missed another big race. Meaning a big hit in his points. Also meaning his chance for this year's championship is all but over for him. And his team. His poor team. Just because he decided to go off on his own, they are now without a driver and will also take the same hit in points he has taken. All because of him. They are probably worried about him now, but if he ever gets out of this, they'll be rightfully angry at him. And what about the Dukes and the rest of the innocent people of Hazzard who live with this every day? How can Gordon walk away from here and leave it as it is without feeling bad for them? Especially the Dukes after all they have done for him. Of course, driving in NASCAR for twenty years, Gordon does know the right people. Perhaps he could take Bo and Luke with him. Show off their talent. Get them a ride in the Cup Series. That would definatly be a start at paying them back for all that they have done for him. Gordon sighs as he sees a dark intersection up ahead, car lights flair on the other side. Looking to be going as fast as he is. Leaving a large lump in Gordon's throat in fear. Going the speed he is going, there is little hope that he'll be able to stop in time. If he does, he'll be going back with Hogg and Coltrane... ******************************** "Thank you for coming over and trying to help Mr. Gordon out, Sheriff Little," Jesse states from the passenger seat as they get to the top of a large hill with a sudden drop. "Think we all need all the help we can get. Coltrane and Hogg are willing to do anything to set up Gordon." Little grunts from the driver's seat and Jesse notices how tight his hands are upon the steering wheel. "Had to do something when I saw it happen. Just knew Hogg and Coltrane wouldn't listen to me. But when I saw the picture I developed, I knew I had it," Little blows out heavily as they begin to go down the hill, "Hang on. Those two cars are coming down that hill at a good clip. As am I. No way any of us will be able to slow down." Jesse finds himself holding onto the door and glancing protectively back at Daisy who flashes a small smile. Looking back, Jesse gripes, "Who in the right mind would be driving that dang fast down this dang road?! Especially at night?!" Litttle shrugs. "We are," he states, "one of us is gonna have to budge." Jesse nods silently for awhile watching Little's Mustang reach the dip in between the hills while the other first car reaching around the same time. "Hold on Daisy," Jesse says worriedly as they reach the bottom. As they reach the oncoming white sheriff's car, the sheriff's car professionally swings over to pass Little's Sheriff car. "What in the world?!" Little exclaims, "Your Sheriff Coltrane musta been taking lessons from your boys to be driving like that! That was an expert move...too easy to swing over too much and go into the ditch!" With they all look out their windows at the deep ditches that have large thick trees planted in them. "We ain't done yet, Little," Jesse warns as they brace themselves for the on coming car. "He's racing in the middle of the damn road!" Little exclaims, "No way we can make it around that fool!" Jesse braces himself for the hit and as the cars get close they both slam on their brakes forcing their car to hit eachother sideways. As the fancy GTO car hits Little's car it slips forward to dive into the deep ditch forward, coming to a halt at the foot of a large and thick tree. "Damn it," Little cusses to get a dirty look from Jesse, "sorry. But this here Mustang is my baby and just look what that...that...that fool gone and done! Just 'cause he thinks he's too good to drive on his side of the road as everyone else does!" Jesse shakes his head. "You OK Daisy? Little?" he checks on everyone who nods sullenly, "We better go see if the other driver is OK." Little nods as they all pile out of his car and walk over to the crashed car as the doors swing open. "Sheriff Coltrane? Boss Hogg!" Little yells in surprise, "Who in the world is driving your car? Heck I shoulda known it wasn't you Coltrane. He was much better driver than you! You just proved it...driving in the middle of the damn road! Look at what you done to my Mustang! Hope you know you payin' for the damage you done!" Jesse eyes Little and the fire of anger in his dark eyes. "It's a car, Little," Jesse states as he slowly slides down the hill to where Hogg was having difficulties gettin gout. "Just as your beloved General Lee is just a car, right?" Little spits out, walking back to his car. "Boss, Rosco," Jesse states as Daisy and him help them and their passenger up and out of the ditch, "you got yourselves some explainin' to do." "And Rosco needs to go back to driving school!" Little yells out.