Today our Wacky Racers are roaring through Bolivia and heading for the national capital La Paz.

Numbers 8, 7, 5, 9, 13, 4 and 3 pass by a sleeping man blowing his hat away. Without moving from that spot the man grabbed it and put it back on. Numbers 12, 6, 11, 1, 10, 2 and 00 pass by blowing off the sleeping man's hat again but he catches it again. He ties a rope around his head to ensure his hat's protection.

The Arkansas Chuggabug is in the lead followed by the Ant Hill Mob in second place but pretty Penelope Pitstop with her Sail Power sails past them. The rest of the Wacky Racers are bunched up behind the leaders and hanging onto last place is Dick Dastardly in the Double 'O'.

"Drat! I can't do any dirty tricks when I'm behind."

Muttley pointed out a shortcut

"Good idea Muttley. That shortcut should put us out in front and we can stop those Wacky Racers."

They took the shortcut as everyone went straight on. They undergo construction of their evil plan.

"Faster Muttley faster! Hurry up! The other cars will here soon! Hurry up you dum-dum!"

Muttley barked angrily and growled fiercely. Dastardly had to get to high ground

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Down boy, nice doggie. It was just a joke old buddy, old pal."

Muttley snickered

"Now here's my plan to stop them. As the Wacky Racers approach you light the fuse which leads to the rocket and it blow up the road." he snickered "It will make things impassible for the others."

Muttley used a pair of binoculars and saw the racers.

"*mumble intelligibly* Here they come."

"All right, light the fuse Muttley."

He lit it but nothing happened

"What happened? It's not working. The cars are getting through!" He kicked the tower "Drat! Double drat! Well back to the drawing board Muttley."

They went back to the Double Zero but then the rocket came active and blew them and the road up. Dastardly was left standing phased out while Muttley laughed at him. A rock fell on his head making him grumble as he rubbed the bump on his head.

The Ant Hill Mob is now in the lead followed by Red Max trying to pass. Number 7 uses their prop stopper to trap his propeller causing him to wind up in last place.

Meanwhile Christopher Scott in second place makes some soup.

He took a sip "Needs a bit more pepper." He adds some and tasted again "That's better."

The Creepy Coupe now makes its' move to get to the lead using Dragon Wheel Power. And away they go! They pass the Arkansas Chuggabug, the Red Max, the Slag Brothers, Rufus Ruffcut, Peter Perfect, the Army Surplus Special, Nurse Bridget Swan, Professor Pat Pending and Penelope Pitstop. And it looks like they'll take third place away from Vanessa London in car Number 13.

"Uh-oh, they're going to pass us Vanessa."

"Oh no they won't. I'll just go into reverse." She reversed back and pushed the Creepy Coupe back

Meanwhile Dick Dastardly is awaiting another ambush.

"Yes, the classic landslide bit." Dastardly used a stick to knock a huge pile of rocks onto the road

"Hit the brakes youse mugs!" The Ant Hill Mob almost got flatten by the rocks

"Uh-oh, what do we do now Clyde?"

"I don't know."

"Just leave this landslide to me." Vanessa got some magic dust in her hands and blew it

A perfect tunnel was made. Now the rest of the racers made their way.

Dick Dastardly now in the lead is putting Operation Barricade into action.

"Hurry Muttley, hurry!"

Muttley was setting up two poles to the ground. Dastardly wrapped some barb wire around the poles.

"This should stop them. Let's go I've got another bad plan."

As soon as they left, Professor Pat Pending came along.

"Oh my! There's a wall of barb wire across the road. I'll use 'Wire Clippers' Power."

The clippers snipped the net away and everyone made through safely.

Professor Pat Pending now leading the pack has the other Wacky Racers in pursuit. The Creepy Coupe has crept into second place with Red Max and the Army Surplus Special neck in neck for third place. The Buzzwagon is coming up fast followed by Vanessa London using File Power.

A long file appears and files the Buzzwagon's right tire. This forces Number 10 to come to a stop as Number 13 dashes ahead.

Wait a minute what's that in the sky? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it's Dick Dastardly.

"You were expecting the Red Baron?"

What's your devious diversion this time?

"The classic thousand pound anvil trick."

The anvil was released and it fell swiftly like a huge rock. Professor Pat Pending looked up and saw it

"Oh my! A thousand pound anvil is going to drop on me. I better use Trampoline Power."

A strong trampoline was brought out. It successfully bounced the thousand pound anvil away. It proceeded to fall on Dick Dastardly

"Yikes!" Muttley bailed out and turned on his tail propeller

"Wait for me Muttley!" Dastardly bailed out

The anvil hit the helicopter.

"Muttley! Do something!"

He caught Dastardly

"Curses! My plan was foiled."

It's now the final lap. All the racers are in a nip and tuck battle for the lead. Here we have Dick Dastardly now planning another diversion.

Suddenly there was a gunshot. Dastardly and Muttley hid. They peered to see who's shooting them

"I'm Don Basilio and I want to know what two foreigners are doing on my land."

"Well you see Don Basilio we're here to warn you. There are a group of foreigners who are coming to invade your land."

"Really? Are you sure."

"Yes sir."

"They're going to no trespassers when I'm done with them."

Dastardly chuckled "Just the diversion I needed. Let's go Muttley we have a race to win." they drove off

By the time the racers came into being there was a large sign

"Don Basilio's territory. No trespassers especially foreigners. Go back or else."

"Well this is a problem, how are we going to finish the race?" asked Red Max

"I'm sure if we find the fellow and reason with him, we can go on our way." said Peter

Don Basilio appeared from the sign "All right all of you trespassers freeze! I'm not having any foreigners invade my land."

"Hold on sir, we're not invaders, we're the Wacky Racers."

"Really? You folks are the Wacky Racers?"

"Yeah and we have to go through this route if we want to get to La Paz."

"Oh well lo siento I'm sorry." He took down the sign "Go on ahead everyone, the folks of La Paz are waiting."

"Thank you sir."

Everyone dashed off. Meanwhile the Double Zero was slowing down

"Drat! We're running out of fuel." They parked the car to fill up the gas tank

"At least we're out in front Muttley; we'll win this Wacky Race for sure."

Muttley snickered then "Uh-oh."

"What is it?"

Muttley pointed out that the other racers were coming up.

"Drat! They managed to get pass that Don Basilio. Quick fill him up Muttley. This is the day I win a race."

Soon they're off but stopped at a fork in the road.

"Quick Muttley, which way to the finish line?"

"Left, left, left."

"Right, right, right."

They turned left but to their dismay they ended up stuck in the mud

"Drat! Double drat!"

And here at the finish line in La Paz the winner is Number 8 the Chuggabug with second place going to Number 4 the Crimson Haybailer and in third spot is Number 13 the Magic Rocket.

"Drat you Muttley! This is all your fault!"

He raised his fist to hit Muttley but Muttley pulled up a hubcap to cover his head. Dastardly hurt his hand upon striking

"Ouch, ouch! Ooh, ouch!"

Muttley laughed