01x17 - Doom Buggy

[bunniefuu]

Hello, monster fans, the

big swag here, Jesse's been

wandering in the desert, and

he's starting to act strange.

How the oblo, put up a

win, his foot in the bow,

so unplug the kit, park

your stool, and behold!

It's no morage, it's

a bad stick around it.

Join us now as Jesse and his

g*ng of membered mechanics,

rip grind in bird, transforming

ordinary street vehicles,

into monster machines

in the monster garage.

This week's challenge

took a 1990 monster RX7,

and transformed into a

desert-ready sand rail.

The rules. When built, the monster

machine must appear to be stuck.

The team can spend no more

than 3,000 greenbacks for

parts. Jesse and his crew

have seven days and nights.

On the first day of the design,

for the next five they build.

And on the seventh day they race.

If successful, each team member takes

home a $3,400 set of back tools.

And the clock starts now.

Jesse James storms the

garage in a soft-top RX7.

His hand selected design team follows.

The question they need to answer.

How do you turn this Japanese import

into a U.S. rating demonic doom bucket?

Hi, here you just. We're

going to make a sand rail.

Sand rail is a chassis structure made

out of steel, too, made for cruising

through varying drains with lifts and

holes and razor bags and other things.

Usually a fun manner.

White Ferguson, a full-time fabricator

from Tempe, Arizona, no sand rails.

It's been my hobby, my

entire life, but there's far

more than just sand rails

that I'm used to playing with.

I like all kinds of toys. I enjoy

creating, I enjoy the challenge.

Which identified the problem?

First of all, it's too heavy.

The second ball needs a bigger tire.

John Butera is an automotive legend.

It's kind of my resume. This is

who I am. This is what I've done.

I built drag race cars.

I built funnable cars.

I did sprint cars and midgets

and motorcycles and hot rods.

I've done just about everything I

wanted to do when I wanted to do it.

The car's for 800 pounds of weight sets.

A sand rail weighs in

at about 1200 pounds.

The RX7 comes in at a bloated 3800.

Weight will definitely be an issue.

I think we start cutting it

out cutting all the truck out.

Go to the aluminum fuel cell, start cutting

everything all the inside of the doors.

The main last.

Take all the sheet metal

off and just split all

the edges and weld the

whole thing together.

So all you have is a shell.

I just wonder if we can get it light enough

without taking the motor and moving it.

For Jason Konant, Mazda

is a big part of his life.

I would be the person that you would come

to if you needed any part for your car.

Basically, you got it all or

we'll try to locate it for you.

What do we just use one huge paddle?

I mean, it happened.

There you go.

Instead of two and a big

That's cool.

You know, tires like this

and this swivel down.

So it looks like we're just

carrying a big tire in the back.

And then some panels open up and

it drops down all the way down.

Manning the marker.

Art Osborn.

As a car designer for Honda Akira, he's

always looking to break new ground.

The single tire is what makes all

the difference in visual impact.

It's 225.

I don't think it's going to be powerful

enough to drive two big

ones on the outside.

You want to be fine.

Here's the plan to go play the sand.

Put the RX on a crash diet and a fifth

wheel fitted with a dune digging pedal tire.

When the car hits sand,

the wheel will swing down.

And the pedal will give purchase.

I don't know, this was

supposed to make sense.

We're going to take an RX 7

and put one chain driven

We've launched that

model tire in the back.

The plan is to solid is a sand dune.

We're just going to wing it.

When we do know the brakes, the night

before you're supposed to do this.

No, the last day.

You're going to go out

there and all the night.

We're going to sit around

here and hear a little.

Yeah, hear a little.

All right, well, all

that's left is everything.

We're talking.

The day two.

7 a.m.

Jesse leads the build team onto the

b*ttlefield of the monster garage.

White builder Anthony Luera,

Hills from Glendora, California.

Custom creator Cole Foster,

Hills from Salinas, California.

North Carolina, Jim McKenna brings

his get it done determination.

Staying on for the build,

designers Jason Conan.

And Mike Ferguson.

The team's assembled.

Jesse shows them their playing field.

Guys, I think the first thing we got to

do is completely gut it and get away.

Any excess weight possible because

it's really really heavy car.

We need to do something

that's going to give

us a little bit better

power to weight ratio.

We got to make it faster.

We know we need to order

a wheel, stuff like that.

So we'll hold off until

we get it really cut

apart and see how much

space we have to work with.

And order that.

Cool.

The first step from car to monster,

remove all creature comforts.

I'm having a great time.

This is awesome.

It's the first day strip show.

The monster goes top of us.

Little Miss Monster

gives it up like a pro.

Now it's time to turn up the heat.

Jesse goes under the monster

and puts the hurt on.

No self-respecting monster

wants a muffler anyway.

Guess it's seven pounds or so a gallon.

So that's a hundred pounds.

I can catch it.

I prefer it, let it.

I prefer it, let it.

I'm mechanic for West Coast choppers.

Anthony Louera helps Jesse build

his famous one of a kind bikes.

One of the final assemblers

for all bikes we do.

I did that a little bit of

machining here in there.

A little welding, different

stuff for the shop.

His passion for machines

comes down to the basics.

Anything with the motor, I love it.

Dueling plasma cutters makes

Swiss cheese out of monster metal.

Less is more when it comes

to pushing a car off a dude.

The piece 5 piece, Jesse makes

room for the monster's fifth wheel.

To turn the modest monster into a sandblaster,

the team is decided to add nitrous.

They're going to juice the way.

I'm getting the fuel injectors

out so we can send them in.

To RC engineering, they've

been nice enough to help

us out here and get us

some bigger fuel injectors.

So the motor doesn't explode

when the nitrous doesn't hit.

John Butera drops by to have a

look at the monster in the making.

A bad back kept him off the build

team, but Jesse still wants his inputs.

We can just add a two-by

-four rail right in here.

Mount Pilleblocks right

to the bottom of it.

The sprockets come

straight to that, and then

that, another one that

you can do it on the top.

We wanted it.

That's where you're swam around.

Yeah, and that could

come and melt the swing.

Over on some one-inch ID pillow

blocks with the one-inch axle.

The two sprockets welded on that.

On pillow blocks that are underneath

the sprockets of the brother underneath.

Everything will be on the jackshet.

That way it doesn't change

the chain tension at all.

And it's not some big

monkey motion thing.

It's just making one movement.

We'll crack it up in here.

It's going to come to

drive another shaft.

And then the swing arm

handle drawn to the

drive sprockets will

be off of that shaft.

It'll swivel.

That way it doesn't change

the tension of the chain.

Jesse's design calls for two chains

running from the rear axle to sprockets.

I like jackshaf.

Steel arms off the shaft

will hold the rear wheel.

A chain running from the

shaft to a rear sprocket

will provide the final

drive that turns the wheel.

A ram will push the entire

unit down into the sand.

It'll change your honor times

before they even get close to them.

But at least there's a plan.

They have a plan.

No, they need some parts.

If we order all the parts and

they get here in their wrong,

because we miss calculating

the way the swing

arm's going to drop down

or something like that.

Then we're out another day in the wheel.

Yeah, the wheels.

The first thing you start

with is to ease your wheel.

To do your mock-up.

It doesn't stop me.

No one has to do it.

It just stops me from doing it.

A full day of cutting and cutting.

As reduced the RX7 to a

fragment of its old self,

anxiously the crew await tomorrow

and the making of their monster.

I mean, that's if we had a couple of

those parts so we could keep going.

But we've got everything out of the way.

And tomorrow there's nothing here

to prevent this from starting.

The monster garage factory.

In 1919, 17-year-old Felix

Wankel woke up from a dream

with an idea for a

radical new motor design.

The unique rotary engine was born.

It's new.

It's blue.

It's day three.

The team enjoys a last bit of sunlight

before the garage sucks them back in.

The monster needs a

sand digging rear wheel.

The team needs to get rolling.

Can't you see it gets on the floor?

It's cold.

Thanks.

I just called my friend Ted

over the performance machine

to see if he's got a not

fuel motor cycle rear wheel.

If their new wheel can handle this,

a couple of sand dunes

should be no sweat.

It's for a motorcycle, but it's

almost made for what we need it for.

Jesse's called it.

Anthony goes and gets it

at performance machine.

I guess that's good.

Just call you guys about

the monster garage stuff.

Yeah, the wheel's right over here.

Mike reviews the plan for

transferring power to the back wheel.

We're going to lock these two together

with this chain coming back to the shaft

so everything's driven the same.

All three of these tires

are in the same speed.

You're almost out of rhythm and you

have to get the chain on top of here.

It's just going to come up a little bit.

Looks like if anything

in my water just go.

The sprockets won't

clear the cars back in.

Nothing a grinder can't fix.

Jim notches a gap with

the sprockets to spin.

It's going to be the same only.

The sand rail triggers some nostalgia.

Jesse's going to be the same only. The first job ever had was it a

sand rail place swoop in the floor.

So, you know, I knew a lot about

it and I could build that whole car

that that guy brought in here and

know how to build those motors and

trainees and everything.

I did it just long enough to hate him.

The doing dudes brought

along some goodies.

Rail rubber.

Jim box up the new panel

tire with a temp wheel.

That looks like a monster.

A dose of rail reality

has Jesse thinking safety.

She may be making a

roll cage for our stuff.

Yeah, that'd be good.

I might do that right now.

If I don't put a roll cage in it,

then my head is the roll cage.

With his head on the

line, he starts the cage.

You're a cool, supportive, you

may use it to climb the mountain.

Well, if you use it to climb the mountain,

let's see if you can jump from here.

Nobody know we're serious.

That we're going to push

this thing to the point

of rolling over.

You could take like a stock Nissan Centra

and put a roll bar in it.

And people are going to like, whoa,

must have some under the

hood there, something.

And faster than you can say.

Now you're not going to stop.

It's not going to stop.

It's something for under the hood.

The shot of nitrous has

Jason feeling a little giddy.

I think we're moving along quite rapidly.

I think we're going to try to

predict maybe an early finish.

Now we're done by the

Dikty Early Vitching.

Just as made sure the team will

slay into the pit of the rim.

Thank you.

Pull up.

Pull up.

Time for lunch.

The desert rats stuffed

their faces in play.

Name that monster.

The sandy clam digger.

Very clam digger.

I'm partial to the boom.

How about like Rx and then?

You know, instead of like Rx and

then you'd be like him and get it.

We could paint that on the trunk.

And have God like laying his

hands over the sand dunes.

The team's been fed with what am I?

They're monsters.

It's starving.

Cole Foster was born with

a wrench in his hand.

I grew up with a father that

was involved in motorsports.

It has a top fuel, funny

car, driver, and builder.

So just taking all that in

was definitely influential.

I think I was destined for it.

You gave destiny a name.

Salinas boys' customs.

And made a name for himself.

Another good kid gone

bad with a capital B.

We do high quality work.

I think what we do is specialized.

And it's a lot of me and

everything we do every part.

And it's been nice.

I have a great crew.

Anthony finally returns

with food for their monster.

The racing wheel bearings and

other parts for the install.

They finally have the parts.

But they still need to figure

out how it's going to work.

He thinks we need dual

chains or just single.

Yeah, I react to it.

Otherwise, if we only run one single,

it's going to open diff the thing.

And it's just going

to spin like one time.

No, not really.

If long as both sides, the final.

Both sides are riding in the jackshark.

I think we only need one.

One to the rear tire.

Yeah.

We should have a little

meat and see where we're at.

Times running out on day three.

So far, this build has been a

mixed bag of a little progress.

A lot of weighting and

too much uncertainty.

It all adds up to a concern, Jesse.

We need to have a really,

really good day tomorrow.

We got just about everything we need.

We'll stuff like that so we can

come in first thing in the morning

and start cracking it everything.

I'm going to start to make it happen.

It's day four, nine a.m.

The garage is so quiet.

You can hear the temperature drops.

The desert battles should be heating up.

But this team seems to have

their head in the sand.

Where is everybody?

Anthony strolls in fashionably late.

Honestly.

Morning.

Mike spent track down over

at West Coast Choppers,

machining sprockets.

It's anyone's guess where Cole is.

Yeah, I room three, eleven.

Cole Foster.

It seems Cole Foster can do

anything with a car, except private.

He was up long long, but he

did not get any drove around

and he couldn't remember the street.

Oh, my God.

We got some fuel

injectors and that should

be everything we need to start the motor.

We're only on the center and I'm

the one that's looking at the part.

This time I'm in the dark.

If I get the wrong parts, I

guess I would have to call and

complain to myself that I'm not there.

A few minutes before noon,

Cole finally makes it in.

Morning.

Don't numbers.

And I tried to find it and I

just finally just had to go back

and just wait for a phone call.

Whatever Cole selling, Jim, eight-five.

Jim McKinna's get it done attitude.

Got him through college.

He's a line-backer for

the University of Utah.

But don't write him off.

It's just another head butter.

You know, I got an MBA.

But oftentimes when I say

that, people go really.

As a manager of computer services

for a San Francisco law firm,

Jim measures power in

megahertz, not mega muscles.

Working with computers and

such, you don't have to be real

real physically strong to be able

to install software and troubleshoot

hardware problems.

But on the other hand, doesn't hurt.

If anything, it's another

tool in my toolbox.

After lunch, Mike takes on the most

crucial part of the whole build,

mounting the rear wheel

and swing arm assembly

to what's left of the moss that's

torched and torn out frame.

And this is what we're going

to try the jackshaft off of.

Every part determines the

fit and fate of the next one.

Drives rockets go in.

Then chains linking the

front engine to the back.

He welds in a crossbar, which

gives him the one and only spot

to mount the jackshaft.

He might be making a

monster or just a mess.

I want to be able to haul a*s with this.

I want everything super stiff and strong.

What's going to happen is the roll

cage is going to extend back right

into the anchor for the jackshaft.

It'll make it more firmy.

There monsters should

be coming into focus,

but this team's drawn a real snake,

and it's leading them deeper

and deeper into the desert.

What they need is a camel.

What they got is a guy who smokes there.

I don't know.

I don't know if it's

going to work or not.

He's going to be a big boy.

He's going to be a big boy.

He's going to be a big boy.

I don't think you're ever

going to go up there.

What do you think?

Just a 30 miles an

hour, 25 miles an hour?

I don't know.

I want it to fly.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Really?

Look what you got here.

You got something that's really heavy.

He's going to have 300 horsepower at it.

Nitrous.

OK.

It won't do it any good if it makes

300 horsepower at 80 miles an hour.

And the thing is just, you know, it

won't get moving to 40 miles an hour.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Much to garage factoid,

the rule record for

crossing the Sahara on

camel took 11 months

and k*lled eight camels.

In the making of monster garage,

not a single camel was hard.

Our boys have managed to all show up.

But it's another shaky

start for Team Sandrail.

I don't know if there's more or not.

The monster to monster plan includes

a nitrous system for its motor.

Monster garage mantra.

Never give the right parts

to the long people, OK?

You got that?

Oh, look, turn here quick.

The one you just wired up.

Right there, you just had constant power.

Well, it should only been

when you pressed the horn.

You weren't pressing it that long.

OK.

Let's just do it like the directions.

When it comes to noss,

Jim and Jason are nose.

I've helped a buddy in solid

system a few years ago,

but I've never installed

this system before.

In fact, I don't think I've ever heard

of a nitrous system ever being on a lawn.

So it's going to be incredible.

Jason doesn't know how to do noss right.

But he's got a good idea

how to make it wrong.

We're going to help the nitrous

line up to the break pedal,

so that every time he wants

to slow down, he goes faster.

Mike shows the team

what he thinks is wrong.

He makes motorized barstools.

My dad's buddies back in Phoenix are

thinking it would be a lot easier

to get over to the fridge,

get another beer if like,

make it his drive over there

on the barstool they were on.

He's brought enough,

so everyone can play.

What it really takes to, I

think, be a good barstool eraser

is balanced in stupidity.

You need to have the ability

to shove your weight back

and forth pretty quickly and a lack of

sense for what it is that you're doing.

Now we're done. Go get her.

Time keeps on slipping.

Mike needs to keep

working on the swing arm,

but he's short a couple of pillow blocks.

Without waiting for Jesse's approval,

he decides to alter the plan.

That was going to weld

into the front there,

so that when the swing arm beat

up and down, that was the bearing.

The swing arm will now pivot

separately from the jackshaft.

It's getting up.

They need some parts to make it happen.

Mike and Anthony go get some steel

and head off to West Coast Choppers.

The screws are starting to tighten

and the big guys getting twitchy.

It can't leave that complex at this point

for on day four of the builds.

Get out of the way.

If this dude blows, Jesse

arrives just in time.

Well, we've got lots of good designs.

I just like to see it

start coming together.

That's all.

I think we're cool.

Don't panic unless I panic.

That's the real thing.

You know, I should have heard of this

about an application to get the job done.

No, that's why I'm saying that.

Now if it still looks like this

at the end of today, panic.

He's talking to him down off the ledge.

But a close look at his monster has Jesse

wanting to join him to throw someone off.

Well, I'm confused.

No, I would see actor playing now.

Where's the swing I'm going to mount?

We were just going to do

it with a separate thing.

If we flip it around,

we've got some kind of weird adjustment.

There's no fing reason to

even do that whole jackshaft

that's in there right now.

That we did that for nothing.

Farms going to be fed up in your team.

We do like that.

That's why I originally did it.

Point taken, changes done, come on done.

Well, they changed the

plans without telling me

it's just something totally different.

Jim got up pissed off

because he saw that it was

changing around, but I didn't know.

I thought it was just being as bad.

You know how them big guys are.

You know, crazy man.

The whole ideology between John

and I do that big jackshaft

is to make it strong.

So everything runs up a one

-cult solid reinforced shaft.

This is our driven shaft.

Everything hinges off with this.

Well, they're talking,

it's to slice this.

Mount these, you know, just eyeball it.

So these are kind of semi-inline.

But if it starts wobbling or shimmy,

or whatever, it's just

going to eat itself.

I know the way I drive on the relentless.

Something has a weak link, I'll find it.

Cool comes by to check on the Nazis.

To see if they read the directions right.

It comes into the nitrous side of this.

Fuel line comes over there.

They slow down.

That fuel pump, you're absolutely

sure that's a replacement

fuel pump.

What would the fuel pump matter?

I understand it.

But why does the fuel pump matter?

Whether we got the ones

from jigs or the stock.

Then why does the kit

come with the fuel pump?

It doesn't.

They ordered a separate.

The nitrous kit didn't

come with the fuel pump.

They ordered that separate.

We think that's why it was a fuel pump.

We eat the fuel cell.

That's what I wanted to hear.

Okay.

All we can't strain on all the other

stuff that still needs work on.

Jim's put out by Cole's input.

That's kind of the point of the team.

Trust somebody to go do that.

If you all back each other up, it's

professional and it's teamwork.

And this is what this

is and this team's good.

I would personally like to see more

progress on the back end of the design.

Keeps changing and changing.

This vehicle has to work.

Having something look absolutely

perfect and not working.

It doesn't need the requirements

and it always doesn't win.

They're on the same team,

just not on the same page.

Cole crafts square tubing

into swing arms for the wheel.

Anthony and Mike went out

for some missing pieces.

And now they're missing as well.

Something must be

screwed up or something.

Enough to not even call or no call.

Not even the card.

Jesse heads out to bring them back in.

I want to stay here till they're done.

Just a little pressure on him.

The pressure is getting to Anthony.

Going as far as we can.

Mike's making holes for

spacers and sprockets.

It's slow, but it's going.

It's just going.

It'll be fine.

Everything's coming out.

Beautiful.

The two juicers wrap up the nitrous.

Fuel lines are routed.

A new fuel pump gets bolted.

The engine's all primed

and ready to pass.

Some gas.

Let's to grill it, baby.

Yes.

Yeah, gooseburg.

Because I was going to

sleep tonight at this thing.

It didn't fire.

And it fired.

Right up.

It fired.

Right up.

Where the position is succeed now.

The rookies hit a home run

on their first hit bat.

Four and fouring are back with the parts.

And all hands work to assemble

a swing arm and wheel.

The ankle must appear stud.

It works to be taken lightly at seams.

But there's not much light left.

I think we're cool.

We've got to come in and

have a big day tomorrow.

Knock it out.

I don't think it should be too

tough to get it done by midday.

Then after that, we can

sprinkle sugar on it.

We see what's.

Lockin' low troops.

It's desert storm retops.

We'll just see when the battle will obey.

The pilot is my star.

Every day has a number.

This one's called six.

On their last day in the garage.

These guys are desperate

to get off to a good start.

I guess someone stole the sh brains

out of the back of the damn shot.

Brilliant.

They must be stink b*tch.

Sun's a sh.

The clock isn't even ticking.

It's dizzy.

No breathing.

No nada.

No zim.

No net b*mb gold.

Hunting's folks.

Yeah.

Another obstacle face to team.

Stolen rims are the least

of this team's problems.

The swing arm, the actuators, and the

air suspension system must be installed.

By midnight, they might get it all in.

But they won't know if it works.

They started the front.

Say air cylinders.

Say it places.

Stocks and our struts.

So we can get more.

We're high down the front.

The completed arms are attached.

Despite the lack of rims and tires.

But coal built in adjustments to

allow for a variance in wheel size.

It's tricky because it's going

to have a lot of places to run.

Excellent adjustment.

It's looking good.

Rules.

What's going to work?

Let's get it.

A good looking monster.

Not in this place.

Anthony and Cole cobbled together.

Change to drive the back wheel.

Jim's on detail duty.

Making sure all the switches,

connections, and wiring are hooked.

And ready to buck.

How close are you?

Are you working on it right now?

Yeah.

And the eighth of an inch.

Mike, welds it in solid.

Cole decides to give the RX7 a

little form before it functions.

He marks then cuts a wheel

well for the mono wheel.

John shows up.

They need his approval.

You got some seriously evil going on.

I didn't really check this

to make sure it's dead.

Evil.

It needs a little.

You want to do it?

26 and 15.

It's all right now.

A lot of square.

Cole catches heat from John for

the c*ck-eyed configuration.

We've had no time to it.

I wanted to put it down.

I needed a chain on there.

I would have been perfect.

I would have the chain and then moved it.

And he needs about 20 more.

Oh that's it.

Despite John's ribbing, Cole is

sure his swing arms are true.

Why isn't this even just because

he's never even a glass of beef?

Yeah, yeah.

You know they're not.

I know why.

This is what it is.

They're all the way forward.

John.

See they got the, they never

even had just a bayonet back.

We're all right.

Paul and I are just

going to love you, Paul.

Don't k*ll me now, don't k*ll me.

I'm not trying to k*ll you.

Is that all the way back now, Cole?

No.

Hold the other side up.

There we go.

It was shut down before it.

It's still not.

Well, I don't think I'm a anymore.

Oh yeah.

Someone's got to be in the box though.

My piece is virtually.

It has been submitted.

Cool, right.

I will back him up.

Oh cool.

Except we don't need any drama now.

I just want to get it done.

Jesse is an interested in drama.

But drama sure interested in him.

It's 10 p.m.

The team is down to their last two hours.

It's sweating time.

Finish it.

Do you understand me a piece?

I'm sweating.

I'm wondering if there's context.

All is well with the electrical.

But what about the swing arm?

I don't think we're going

to take care of ourselves.

What is this?

Does it work where it's at?

Well, you're going to

go to the thumbnail.

I read it out.

What I'm doing is this.

While the battle rages, Jesse

stops to count his blessings.

I'm so lucky.

I got my own TV show.

Are you all right?

Oh, man.

Whoo.

Party.

You guys done screwing with that yet?

It's like a well-designed.

If you guys are tired, we can

just split and you get nothing.

I don't really like it.

Either way.

But the show makes it or not.

Give me that welder.

At last, Jesse welds the mounting

bars and the actuators into place.

A new set of wheels to

replace the stolen ones

make it in under the wire.

They're down to 40 minutes.

In fact, we show up out to the sand

dunes with some gold hunderspokes.

No one's going to think we're serious.

That's going in.

That's serious.

I think that's serious.

Yeah.

Before he goes, he struggles

through some praise.

I think they've done a heck

of a lot of work in five days.

Considering it didn't start

with a set of blue prints,

and they've been winging

it ever since they started

and they can change this on the fly.

I think it's pretty good.

I think it's damn good.

It's 30 minutes to midnight.

And Jim's gunning for the goal line.

You!

Do you work this mono wheel?

Go down, you piece.

Yes!

It's working!

It works!

Yes!

I'm getting the finest tools in America.

Use the first one out

of the tunnel, I bet.

You can do it.

Then by the second quarter, he's off.

Everything has been put together,

but nothing has been put to the test.

At 10 to midnight, it's off to the beach

to see if their vehicle is doomed.

It's in the sand.

It's moving sand.

It's moving.

Not so fast, guys.

We're gonna make it.

It's the car.

It's just too loud.

You guys are like, k*lling out.

You're gonna go to the park, right?

As you know, I know.

Be fun.

I'm a safe driver.

Hey, go to the car.

And before the team can get

a true weed on their monster,

Long Beach is finest.

Shucks them down.

What does this mean?

For the first time in the

history of monster garage,

the success or failure of a monster

will be riding on its final challenge.

For Tom Pruitt of Damen's

motorcycle creations,

it's not about whether they win or lose.

It's about how the car looks.

Jesse said he wanted this

thing to look real dark

and don't mean so we're gonna

start off with a black base coat.

We're going to lay down

something galaxy gray.

I'm gonna come back in

with some of this here.

Metal flake smoke.

Metal flake job that looks

almost like a black paint job.

Monster garage factory.

A stretch of beach, one mile long,

100 feet wide, and 10 feet deep,

has approximately one

quadrillion grains of sand.

Hello again, everyone.

The world is turning and

there's a brand new monster

headed this way.

I'm big swing.

And I'm Frankie Whiteside.

Folks, we are just minutes away from

another monster garage challenge.

Frankie, where the hell are we?

Arizona swag.

So we're out in the desert.

Slow down.

We guys, one stretch of grit,

spit, and sand, and finish law.

Hey, Frankie.

Oh, it's the monster stare down.

Jesse and those two sand rail dudes look

these mean and ready to

scream and they're on.

Frankie, what's with the interruptions?

Sorry, swag.

I got a good feeling on this one.

I just want to cut to the chase.

Oh, okay.

Oh, yeah.

Frankie is guessing at an

eight for his new monster.

He calls it doom buggy.

I like it.

Uh-oh.

Jesse's falling back.

That dude is burning up the desert.

Jesse's lost in a dust storm.

Frank, the lights are

out. I can't see anything.

Craig, I think Jesse lost.

I don't know Frank.

Let's wait till it does

clears for the love of God.

Well, it's pretty clear now.

Jesse lost.

That sucks.

What do we do now, swag?

Is the monster a failure?

That's no monster.

It's a snake.

And Jesse will be back again.

Let's get in pretty spooky swag.

What's up?

The desert's a strange place, Frankie.

Jesse will just woke up.

The demons.

Geez, Louise.

Watch that.

Frankie, when the Hearst failed,

Jesse fed it to the shredder.

That is a Dylan mini g*n.

It fires 30 caliber shells

at 3000 rounds per minute.

It is the fastest

firing g*n in the world.

Say hello to shredder number two.

I think it was a bad

car to start off with.

Doom buggy.

It was doomed from the start.

I take full credit for failing.

Any guys coming up unless

they want their car.

Blund.

They better bust their a*s.

No failure will be

tolerated in monster garage.

Do you have any last words for this?

Nope.

Save a little piece.

Save the piece of the Hearst.

I'm going to save a piece of this.

What did you do with it?

I put it on my nightstand to

remind me that failing sucks.