Here is the story.
The 2010 Vegas to Reno race was more important than ever for the Big Bang Desert racing team. We were 2nd in the Best in the Desert Quad Expert points championship because we had a DNF at the Silver State 300. We HAD to finish this race to have a chance at the season championship. If we had another DNF then the our chance at season championship was over. So we altered our strategy and focused on simply finishing the race, not winning.
During pre race testing we ran into a few weird electrical problems. On one ride the quad would flash the “R” reverse light on the dash and there would be a 4000 rpm rev limit. On one occasion the quad completely shut down with no warning, no dash lights, no power, nothing but the battery was fully charged. The engine made great power and the suspension was dialed but these problems were troublesome. Team rider Joe Ramos ended up cleaning up the reverse circuit wiring and his pre race ride went great so we thought we had it all sorted out. Rudy at Dirt Fiend Racing did a pre-race prep on the quad and packed all electrical connection with di-electric grease.
The day before we had to leave for our trip we discovered that the throttle cable was completely frayed even though it had only 10 hours of time on it. Tracking down a Motion Pro Cr Pro twist throttle cable for an EFI raptor is really hard. Mike at United Distribution overnighted some for us but just in case the overnight delivery didn’t make it in time we had one overnighted from Motion Pro to a dealer in Vegas.
We arrived in Vegas and passed the more stringent tech inspection. Then on the short ride to the truck the stupid “R” light started flashing again. So we bypassed the reverse switch in the parking lot before the riders meeting and hoped for the best. After the riders meeting we left for our hotel in Beatty Nevada where the starting line was. Halfway to Beatty we got a call from Joe stating that the reservations we made a month in advance at the Atomic Inn were no longer valid. His wife called to check on our rooms and they had no record of our reservation. Our confirmation numbers meant nothing, apparently the whole hotel was in disarray. So we spent the next hour on the phone in spotty cell reception trying to find another room in or near this tiny town of Beatty. We found a few rooms at the price gouging amount of $130 each in Beatty. It was getting close to 11pm and we had to be at the starting line at 5:15AM the next day so this was obviously pretty frustrating. Joe and his team ended up staying in Beatty while my crew stayed in a one horse town on the border of California; they had all kinds of alien stuff there since it is close to Area 51.
Friday, raceday: We woke up at 3:45AM so we could make the 45 mile drive to the starting line in Beatty. The pre race morning prep went fine and I was ready to ride. All of the competitors were lined up near the Red Bull Arch when they told us to fire em up and parade up to the start line. The Raptor 700 fired and died after 2 seconds. No dash lights, no nothing. Push starting had no effect. So we started looking at the ignition switch and found some bad factory connectors. Meanwhile the race was starting and we were scrambling to fix the problem. We ended up zip tying the connectors together extremely tight and that cleared up the issue. That was a load off but I was still worried about it happening again.
I started the race and it was EXTREMELY dusty. I imagine that section of course would have been fun if I was able to see more than 10 feet. There is no wind at all that early and the dust just hangs eerily over the trail. There were sections that headed in the direction of the rising sun which allowed me to see about 5 feet in front of me, it was blinding! Eventually the breeze picked up slightly and I was able to pick up the pace. I passed a few bikes but I didn’t catch any quads. The stop at Pit 1 went fine and everything appeared to be in order. The section from Pit 1 to 2 was fun, we went through a dry lake bed and the raptor pulled strong. At pit 2 we discovered that the Fuel Customs Intake had come off the throttle body. So we sucked who knows how much crap through the fresh engine. It took a while to get the intake back on and our lead over 4th place was completely gone.
Joe hopped on and rode to pit 3. At pit 3 I think Joe came in 2nd place. He had passed Jason Fritz’s 440 team which was pulled over on the course. We checked the quad and the intake was off the engine AGAIN! This time we stuffed a bunch of stuff in the air box to limit the filter’s movement. The next section was the longest section at 60 miles pit to pit. I jumped on and took off. This section had a lot of changes and some fun roller coaster like areas. I also had a lot of wide open 5th gear sections and I noticed the engine was not pulling 5th gear like it was earlier, I was pretty worried we had damaged the engine with dirt.
Towards the end of this section the engine started sputtering and died on me so I limped it to a good spot and pulled over. I couldn’t believe it, we were out of fuel. During our testing we were able to go 62 miles at race speed before the fuel light came on and then another 5 miles before empty. Well, not in Nevada! So I took my reserve fuel off of my pack and poured it in hoping it would get me to the pit, I thought I was close to the pit. Then after 2 miles the engine was sputtering again. I was still 6 miles from the pits so I pulled over and took our emergency fuel off of the bumper. Every motorcycle I had passed in this section passed me back while I was messing with the fuel.
I rode slower to conserve fuel but a mile from the pit the quad was sputtering again so I road VERY slowly into the pit to conserve fuel. In the pits the intake was off the engine again. We tried some zip ties and more rags in the airbox this time. This was our longest pit stop yet and the 449 team (the current points leader) barely passed us in the pits, also one of the ironman entries passed us. I believe it was this pit where the leading team #445 was pulled over with a broken bearing carrier. So we went from 2nd to 1st to 2nd during this pit stop. Joe hopped on the quad and was literally 1 second behind 449.


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