Dust to Glory

These are for the rock stars
of the Baja. The unlimited classes.

The big-money race teams that use
choppers for chase vehicles.

It's the most dynamic thing you can do.
You have everything you want.

You have 800 horsepower,
you've got three feet of suspension,

you got a chromoly cage,
you got a breathing apparatus,

you got a co-rider telling you
you need to do these different things.

If you could look under "macho"
in the dictionary, there'd be a trophy truck.

The racer most identified
with the Baja 1000

is NASCAR driver
Robby Gordon.

I mean, this is his world.
It isn't in NASCAR.
This is where he's the king.

And you can see everybody
defer to him here.

Robby was just a kid
when I took him for a ride

out in Saddleback
in one of the blazers,

and I can remember seeing
his helmet up here.

You know, he just loved it.
Robby became
Baja's boy wonder.

He's gone on to make millions racing
from Daytona to Indy.

But he never forgets his roots.
I left home on Sunday night,
we flew out in a helicopter,

got on a commercial airline,
and flew to L.A.

Left at 5 a, m. To come down here.
We pre-ran Monday and Tuesday.

Did the whole course in two days.
He was a little cocky and, you know,
it probably hurt him in a lot of ways.

I know where everybody's at.
I'm gonna watch every car
go by the wayside.

The car's good enough
that at 75%, it's as fast
as everybody else.

You know, a lot
of good race drivers are cocky.

Numbers are drawn for starting position.
Robby got the last spot.

While starting at the very front of
the line was Hawaiian Alan Pflueger

in his very first race in a trophy truck.
You can't really describe it.
You've gotta experience it.

And it's awesome.
It's a controlled explosion.

It's like trying to hold a piece of dynamite,
keep the explosion in your hand.