Extreme Barbie Jeep Racing: No Other Title Needed
This is what it would look like if Malibu Barbie came from Arkansas:
The premise is simple enough: Start at the top of the hill in one of those little kid cars. You finish when both you and (most of) the car cross the finish line. Everything else that happens between the two is more or less okay.
If you lose a tire on the way down, that is, at most, a minor handicap. If your Little Rock Barbie Jeep won’t roll, you pick it up and you run. If you won’t run with it, then you swim.
Really, the brave ones are the fans standing within inches of a tiny plastic Jeep catapulting directly into their faces.
A tiny critique, though: Would it not be better to have something at the bottom of the hill other than the hard, unyielding front of a Jeep? I mean, that’s asking for a pretty serious head injury.
Well, after the end, if your Jeep survived you could always take it to class.
And by the way, at the end, did anyone really doubt the inevitable victory of the ATV?