Before the contest even began, she spotted the Pocket Rocekt!

While on I-90, coming into the lovely city that is Chicago, the Pocket Rocket stopped. Don't ask me why. I have no idea. The motor just stopped running.
I was on the phone with my father to get Mr. Kim's, our trusty family mechanic, number, when Rachel called. I had no idea why she'd call and she hardly ever does but I wasn't about to put my father on hold as the Pocket Rocket was in need of help to chat with my pal, Rachel.

When I got the information and passed it along to Josh I called Rachel back.
"What's wrong with the van?" Rachel said.
"How'd you know..." I paused and said, "Did you pass us?"
"Yeah."

I was so surprised that she was five cars in front of us, but who wouldn't be? I grabbed my camera and told her to stick her arm out the window.
"That's going on the blog," I said and she laughed.



Eventually we were next to her and I took so more. Pretty good smile for driving in the city. Also, Rachel, you should be wearing a headset. That's illegal.


So I guess she is the first Spot the Rocket winner before the contest even begins! I hope she'll take a signed photo or a sock... or something. I don't have much to give her. Perhaps an Empty Pocket poem.

Don't just sit around, hop in the car and look for a large rust red broken down van. Maybe you can win spot the rocket too.

Cheers,
Danny R