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And now, here they are. The most daredevil group of dandy drivers to ever

whirl their wheels in the wacky races.

Competing for the title of the world's wackiest racer. The cars are approaching

the starting line. First is the turbo terrific driven by Peter Perfect.

Next, Rufus, Rupcut, and Sawtooth in the buzz wagon.

Maneuvering for position is the army surplus special. Right behind is the

anthill mob in their bulletproof bombs.

And there's ingenious inventor, Pat. Pending in his converter car.

Oh, and here's the lovely Penelope Kidstop, the glamour gal of the gas

pedal. Next, we have the bouldermobile with the Sly Brothers, Rock and Gravel.

Lurching along is the creepy Coop with the gruesome Susum. And right on their

tail is the Red Sox.

And there's the Arkansas Chuggabug with Lute and Blubber Bear.

Sneaking along last is that mean machine with those double-dealing dewbatters,

Nick Dastardly and his sidekick, Buckley. And even now, they're up to

some dirty trick.

And they're off to a standing start. And why not?

They've been chained to a post by Chimpy Dictatorly, who shifts into the wrong

gear. And away they go on the way out wacky races.

And there they go again. The wild, zappy, wacky,

zappy, wacky racers.

As today's wacky race from Sawdust, Saskatchewan to short-stump Oregon winds

through the rugged lumber country.

I think that I shall never see a roadblock lovely

as a tree.

Timber!

Uh-oh.

The double O.

Cusses!

That's what I say.

That's what I say.

All right,

back to the races.

Rufus Ruffcutt in number 10 takes an early lead with the Chuggabug right

behind.

In third place, the compact pussycat with a crimson hay baler forth and a

converging car fifth.

But hold on. The crimson hay baler's going over the top. And the converging

car has changed.

Into a digger.

I do declare my hair's a perfect mess.

Shows your accidents can be dangerous.

Oh, you look beautiful anyplace.

Especially last place.

And now the 00 moves up into third position and is gaining on one and...

Hold it, hold it. I'll do the talking here naturally.

You do the driving.

The 00 is skating on the bus wagon and is shifting into pile power.

And he closes in on number eight, the Arkansas Chugabug.

Son of a... That's impressive, impressive.

Yes, sir.

They're flooding the boiler. The Chugabug's losing steam.

And the bead machine takes over the lead.

You said it, Pops.

Nice guys finish last.

Here comes the bug wagon again with a new wheel.

Followed by number five.

Hiya, Miss Penelope.

What's new?

Hydraulic valves, please. Turbine-powered cams and mag wheels, y

'all.

A surplus special.

Great tie rod. We forgot all about them.

And Sarge is lifting the high overdrive.

Meanwhile, Big Dastardly is about to perpetrate another mean scheme.

I think that I shall never see a roadblock lovely as a tree.

Don't laugh. I know, I know.

Last time I cut on the right and she fell to the left. But this time I cut on

the left and she's got to fall to the right.

Right, my dear?

Right. Here they come.

Watch it now! Ow!

Itch! Ouch!

Foo! Ah!

Back to the pack. The creepy coot number two is beginning to make its move.

Little gruesome hair shifting into dragon power.

to the wacky races, we can't see the cars because of the trees.

So we switch you now to our control tower, high above the tall timber.

The buzz wagon's cutting his own road right through the forest.

And Dick Dastardly is found in a fool attempt to pass Rucka.

Come on, you Sunday log cutter!

Out of my way!

Who are you?

Nasty Dick Dastardly and the Dirty Double O?

Oh, yeah?

I...

And once again, Dastropi sweeps into the lead.

With a bowler mobile in the tooth box.

Correction, folks.

The com... pussycat in the two-spot.

And number three, the converter car, passes number one.

It's all right.

All right.

Meanwhile, Dick Dastley's going out on a limb to louse up the lagger.

Ready, Mutley?

Ready?

Now, pull!

Come on, hurry up!

Come on, pull!

The cars are getting through! Pull, Mutley!

Son of a... Let me do it.

towards the small town of the Sawmillville, the Creepy Coop had a

shipment in the Serpent Tower to snake by the other cars.

A snake!

Now,

Peter Perfect's going to make his move.

He's putting his caramel dressing to perfection.

Ah, absolutely perfect.

Oh,

fiddlesticks.

Yes, yes, I know. Call me daring, reckless, even impetuous.

This is a calculated risk to win.

Yes, Big Bastardly's taking a daring shortcut down a log flume.

Oh,

stop

whimpering. We've bounced into the lead.

Stig Dastardly's way out in front now, and just to make sure that he stays

there... Hurry, Monty!

Don't you have that side unbolted yet?

As the rest of the cart bear down on Sawmillville, it's the

surplus special out in front!

Short Stump Oregon.

This time we win.

Right, Muddy?

Nothing can cut us out.

Both double O's are slowing down now.

And here come the other cars.

The Ant Hill Mob has a slight lead.

But the Creepy Coop is creeping up. And it's the Buzzwagon through the middle.

And Rook is roughed up trying to shove ahead.

I do smoke.

Go the car!

Crushed!

Foiled again!

And the buzz wagon number ten wins!

Daniel Mobb number seven with second, and number two, the creepy...