BJ charged the whoops and rocks at the San Felipe 250. He lead the race until race mile 197 where his ring & pinion gave out. One rock can take you from hero to zero just like that. I guess a quarter inch steel plate is no match for mother nature! He still managed a 6th in trophy trucks. We still had a great time, ate great food and were surrounded by nice people. Everywhere we went people offered us beer and food. Their are some sketchy parts of mexico but the friendly people of San Felipe more than make up for it.
