Ever feel like the wheeling gods are conspiring against you. I come in last night to handle a bunch of con calls from the hotel this morning and I get over to AOP to meet up with Tony, Kent, Scott around 11:30.
I need to pull my soft top off and while I'm doing that Scott and Tony are like my pit crew airing down my tires. Kent was supervising.
We are ready to roll out pretty quickly. We have a game plan and start out up the main trail and I am tail gunner. All of a sudden, bam. Explosion out the front of my jeep. I can smell coolant so I'm thinking the radiator hose. Once it cools down, we investigate and the entire top of the cheap ass plastic radiator blew apart.
Tony towed me back to the trailer and I just removed the radiator and am off to the parts store.