7:57 AM. Clearly not 12 hours after their shrieky-deaky arrival, the Godlewskis stand on the mat, prepared to leave. The pinks aren't so pink today -- instead, they're wearing T-shirts with people's faces Photoshopped onto them, and I don't even want to know what that's about. I have a feeling that pun-adorned clothing is going to make an appearance here at some point. The clue tells them to drive to Shoehouse Road in York, Pennsylvania. Phil explains that it's about 15 miles to York, and when they find Shoehouse Road, they'll look for...the Shoe House. Which is a house, but it's shaped like a shoe. I hope you're paying attention, because next, I will be asking you what an ice-cream cone is. On top of the shoe, they'll find their clue. I am all about accidental doggerel.
Incidentally, you should know that this entire episode was accompanied in my area by flash flood warnings, and let me tell you, they were deadly accurate. I've never been up over my ankles in water in a city street before.
The Gadzookskis take off, and Tricia uses her two side ponytails of seriousness to say that they're proud that they won the first leg, even though they "bicker and argue." They do? I guess it's hard to tell what they're doing when they're all talking at the same time, which is usually. I can't imagine they fight, though, because how can you fight when you can't even process what anyone else is saying? They take off, saying that they need to find a gas station. Hey, I have an idea! How about a BP station? I hear they're awesome!
8:07 AM. Team Gaghan. As they go, Tammy says that she thinks the other families just saw them as "dragging the kids" through the race. But now that they came in second, the other teams will hopefully see them as a threat. Don't underestimate them! Or anyone else! Their children will kick your ass, buddy! Bill directs Tammy onto 30 West, today's Road Of Special Significance.
8:08 AM. Weavers. Mama Weaver interviews that it took her a while after her husband died to realize that she had to "step up to the plate." She thinks the race will bring the family together. She's certainly stepping up now, if stepping up involves increasing the volume at which you holler with excitement. In the car, she lectures that nobody had better plan to "slack," because everyone will have to give their respective all and so forth. It's always good to open a leg by anticipating that your teammates will probably be a bunch of disappointing lazy-asses. I really admire her kids for not saying something like, "'Slack'? We're not the ones who sat there while the vehicle in which the team was traveling literally rolled over us, Flatty McLimbo."