John Galbreath Jr. said:
I have a story of a blindfold race at Crawford's Camp in Tellico at the Women's Wheeling Weekend ride.
The idea was to tell your spouse how to go around the cones to get to a traget set up and the co-pilot (reads ME) was to shoot the target with a paint ball gun, navitate to the next target, until all 5 targets were hit.
Nan and I lined up, I had told her to floor the Rhino and let go of the steering wheel and not to let up on the gas till I told her. I grabbed the steering wheel and turned straight for the course marshal (read Keith Bailey). I wore his ass out with the paint ball gun until he dove in the creek. Needless to say, we did not win the event, but the look on Keith's face as he realized what was happening was priceless.