An Unproductive Day, plus Dreams of Wacky Races

I spent a most unproductive day today, just watching Wacky Races episodes on DVD and nursing hot toddies.

They only made 34 episodes of Wacky Races. They were going to make 70, but the show got cancelled when Dick Dastardly died unexpectedly. They found his body cruelly stuffed into the tailpipe of the 00 before the race, and cancelled the series after a week-long race was held in his honour. None of them won: they just did a lap of honour of all the places they'd been to before and laughed at all the places where Dastardly had laid down traps, traces of which were still there - rock falls, holes cut in bridges, a big puddle of mouldering chocolate fudge ...

At first they thought Muttley was responsible - with the aid of the Anthill Mob - but phone records led the police down a different road in the end when it turned out that, in order to stop Penelope Pitstop, Dastardly had tried it on with the wrong person and tried to blackmail the Hooded Claw to help him by threatening to reveal the Claw's secret identity, Sylvester Sneekly, to Penny.

Or at least, that is what I surmised, before waking up on the sofa with an almighty sneeze.

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