Gator curses at J. Dodge's popemobile zooms off. Gator runs to the side of the highway and begins to hitchhike. A car pulls up and stops. Gator hops in and is back on track. Gator considers the cities ahead and makes a few calls, "Yes, inform your mayer that the pope is coming to town." Gator chuckles as he closes his phone. He hopes traffic will build up around J. Dodge.
Flame pulls into the check point. "Congratulations," Blackberry says, "You are one of the final two." Flame smirks.
Gator kills his driver (shouldn't trust hitchhikers!) and takes over the wheel. He manages to make a deal with the bookmobile manufacturers and has another car waiting for him at the next pitstop ... if he can make it there in time.
J. Dodge is slowed down by traffic with religious fanatics everywhere, "I'm not the pope!" J. Dodge shouts. Once he gets through the traffic he heads to the check point...
And the second person to get the checkpoint is...
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Second: Gator