Kisha and Jen arrive at the Road Block, which is a rail bobsledding course. But this isn't one of those simple "Racer vs. Physics" tasks; in addition to riding the three-mile course at up to 55-miles per hour, they have to do it in four minutes or less, plus they have to find seven letters (C, E, K, V, C, H, O) that are posted along the course. Then they'll have to unscramble the letters to reveal the name of a famous Russian playwright. So when you see those letters, you either know it's Chekhov or you don't, the Amazing Editors' blunder in showing two Cs instead of two Hs notwithstanding. And then they'll get their next clue.
"Lord protect me," Kisha says as she jogs over to be strapped into the bobsled. She's still waiting to be launched when the Flight Attendants arrive, and Jodi tells Christi to do this one. Kisha gets started down the course, having a great time. She spots COHKEH, but misses the final V. She completes the course with five seconds to spare, but only got six letters. Time to head back for another try, as Jen makes a pouty bitchface. It kind of looks like the Lord will need to protect Kisha from her sister more than from the bobsled ride.
Meanwhile, back at the Detour, Mel and Mike are making good progress. "Be careful of that, dad, it's totally jiggling," Mike warns of one of their support columns. At least I hope that's what he's talking about. Tammy and Victor are trying to ignore how other teams are doing. Amanda tells Kris not to lean on the woodpile, and decides on a new division of labor wherein she hands him logs and he stacks. The cheerleaders notice this, and get kind of judgmental about it, even making comments to Margie. "No surprise that down there, Kris is stacking while she gives direction." Well, Kris is like a foot taller. Team Go Team interviews about how much they love Luke and Margie, and appreciate them. "Girls rule, boys drool," one of them says at the task. Yes, grrl powrrr, you bet, absolutely. But less talking and more doing, please.
Back in the village, Mark and Michael are still wandering around. "It says a house nearby. This isn't nearby," Michael says. So they decide to go back. You never know, they might spot the right house on the return walk. They might also transfigure into the wooden shutters themselves.