A sleek black Trans-Am shoots along the back roads in north Georgia. Up the road a sheriff, with a stupid looking grin, snickers as he rigs up a speed limit sign that will change numbers at the touch of a button.

Balladeer: Now folks this may seem like just a regular day in Hazzard County, with another unsuspecting motorist headed right for one of Roscoe's speed traps, but it ain't. That's because this isn't another one of the sheriff's usual victims this young man is Michael Knight a special investigator for the Knight Foundation for Law and Government, and what's more he's not even driving the car!

The Trans-am sped along the back roads taking the corners with ease making a cloud of dust as it went, but the man at the wheel didn't have his hands on the wheel, he wasn't even watching the road. He didn't have to worry; his super-car named Kitt was doing the driving. Michael calmly turned another page of the mystery novel he was reading as Kitt turned another corner.

"Kitt," he said, "I don't care if all three of the Duke's guests had motives for getting rid of him. I still say it was Count Fauntleroy."

"I still say that it is too early to tell," replied Kitt his voice modulator flashing."

Balladeer: No you ain't seeing nor hearing things folks this young man is having a two way conversation with his car! Didn't I tell you this weren't no ordinary day in Hazzard!

Michael look up from his friendly argument with Kitt as a road sign came into view.

"Hazzard County," he said wistfully.

"Does this particular county mean something to you Michael?" asked Kitt.

"Yeah," said Michael I used to spend my summers here with my friends the Dukes, Bo, Luke, Daisy, and Uncle Jesse. Man, I would give anything to see them again."

"Well," said Kitt, "Why can't you? We're between assignments right now."

"They don't know Michael Knight, they knew me as Michael Long." replied

Michael.

"So," replied Kitt, "Make friends with them all over again."

"You make it sound easy, Pal," said Michael.

"Well," said Kitt, "it is not really all that complicated of a concept, Michael, but of course the final decision is yours."

Kitt remained silent while Michael wrestled with the idea.

"Michael," said Kitt, "I just saw that speed limit sign change numbers!"

"Oh great," said Michael gripping the steering wheel and switching back to manual mode, "we just blew through speed trap #2."

"Speed trap number two?" asked Kitt puzzled.

"Yeah," Said Michael as the shrill blare of Roscoe's siren cut through the tranquil air of the country morning, "one thing that I forgot to tell you about this county is that it has a sheriff that is as crooked as a dog's hind leg! He sets up these traps like that trick speed limit sign so he can hand out tickets and meet his daily quota!"

"Michael," said Kitt, as they swerved around another corner and headed for the crossroads, "if this sheriff is so crooked and everybody knows it how did he become sheriff in the first place?"

"The county commissioner J.D. Hogg is also crooked and Sheriff Roscoe is his idiot Brother-in-law. Now hold on pal if there is one thing I'm not going to do its help that knucklehead reach his quota." Michael gouged on the accelerator and Kitt began to leave the patrol car in the dust.

Balladeer: Now this is normal for Hazzard County.

Roscoe saw the black Trans-am pulling away and picked up the CB.

"This is Sheriff Roscoe P. Coltrane called Deputy Enos straight you got your ears on? Come back."

"I'm right here sheriff on the other side of the crossroads." Replied Enos

"Enos," said Roscoe, "I'm in hot pursuit of a black Trans-am and we're headed your way cut him off at the crossroads."

"Yes, sir sheriff." Enos pulled into the crossroads and turned his car across the intersection. Looking up the road he saw the black car approaching the crossroads.

"Michael," said Kitt, "I detect another patrol car blocking the road up ahead."

"That's deputy sheriff Enos straight," replied Michael, "he's the only honest lawman this town has. Guess we'd better show these two what you can do pal."

Meanwhile in the other patrol car Enos was getting worried. Instead of slowing down the black car had speeded up and was barreling toward him at nearly ninety miles per hour. At the last second the car launched itself into the air and over the patrol car landing gracefully on the other side."

Balladeer: Looks like the Duke boys might finally have some real competition.

"Possum on a gum bush, sheriff," said Enos wheeling his car around, "did you see what that car just did!"

"Of course I saw it you dumb dipstick!" snapped Roscoe.

Michael had pulled of the road and was now shooting cross-country. A chuckle escaped his lips as he saw the patrol cars pull in behind him again.

"I had almost forgotten how much fun it is to give those two the runaround." He said

"Michael," said Kitt, "my sensors indicate that those two trees up ahead are two close together for us to get through on four wheels."

"Okay," said Michael pressing the ski mode button, "Let's go to two wheels then." Kitt popped up on two wheels and went right between the two oak trees. Roscoe hit a dip in the road and went up on his two right wheels. Enos hit the dip and went up on his left wheels and then both he and Roscoe tried to go between the trees at the same time. There was a horrendous crash that was punctuated with the sound of metal on metal and wood. There set the sheriff and the deputy wedged between the two oak trees in a metal tepee as the siren on Roscoe's car died a slow death.

"Are they alright, Pal?" Asked Michael when he could stop laughing.

"Nothing hurt but their pride." replied Kitt. Michael could have sworn that Kitt sounded amused. Michael put Kitt into pursuit mode and beat it out of there. It wasn't long before he came to the Boar's nest parking Kitt out front he walked inside and set down. A couple seconds later a tall shapely brunette was standing next to him.

"Welcome to the Boars nest, Mister," she said, "what will you have?" Michael Froze. He knew that voice. Looking he found himself eye to eye with Daisy Duke!"

Balladeer: Looks like things are about to get interesting again folks.

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