The Alliance That's Well Past Its Expiration Date leaves as a group, trailed by Tyler and James, who suddenly aren't far behind. Bitter and cynical, but speedy.
The BQs? Still obsessing over the Pointies following them. It gets resolved when they go one way to the post office, and the Pointies think it's the wrong way, so they don't follow. "We're happy to be on our own," the BQs say, and all of a sudden, they're really striking me kind of snotty. If you know you're out in front, what's it off your nose if somebody is driving behind you, you know?
We briefly check in on the *wins, and then it's the A(AM!)s, who notice that they're not doing well. "This road just dead-ends," Tyler says. He complains about how lost they are. They run into a couple of bus drivers, who tell them that they're going the wrong direction and need to turn around. "We never get it right," Tyler mutters. "We didn't really go the wrong way; we just missed our turn," James says, looking on what is, at the very least, the bright side. "Which means you went the wrong way," a very pissy Tyler comes back. "Well, yeah," James agrees, "we're not going the right way." It's funny how the right way becomes the wrong way as soon as you miss your turn. James interviews that Tyler gets "snickety" about the navigating (heh), but that he knows Tyler only does it because he wants James to do a great job with navigating. I think that is overly sunny, outlook-wise, but who am I to argue with a boy who's being hopeful, right? ["You can't talk sense to people with abusive boyfriends anyway. Poor, poor James." -- Joe R]
But in even more dire news, Rob and Kimberly's car comes to a stop by some railroad tracks, and he can't get it back in gear. He complains that he can't get it in gear, and Kimberly's all, "You have a green light." He knows this, heh. He can't. Drive. The car. People begin to lean on their horns, and boy, would I hate this. This is the part where I would curl up into a fetal position until it was over. I have enough trouble in traffic as it is. He tries to tell them to go around, but the road is too narrow. She starts in with a string of "don't give up" pep talks, which have the effect of making him even angrier. "Just do this," she orders. "No, you do it," he says, hopping angrily out of the car, all pointy and enraged. "Babe, don't give up right now," she pleads. What will happen? Will they quit the race? This is so suspenseful!