Marv laughs, good-naturedly, "Well, if he's wanting to race, he doesn't stand a chance." Never one to let an opportunity like this pass him by, Marv starts up his vehicle and revs the engine in response.
The road heading to the spot marked on your map is paved, then becomes pothole filled before turning to stone. The road turns left and becomes a mud trail, not frequently traveled. The road comes to an end up ahead and a vehicle is pulled off the side in a small grassy area. All four tires on it are flat and the passenger door is open.
"Oi, what's that about? Wonder if it's Whitmer's..." Barry says to Marv, having spotted the parked vehicle. "You reckon the car'll be right on that trail, or should we head out on foot? Wouldn't want to end up like that poor bugger."
Marv pulls over next to the stopped vehicle, shutting off the engine. "I'd rather not take her any farther in, if we can avoid it. But,
this isn't a good sight. Let's see what's going on." He opens up the door and pops out of the vehicle. Pocketing the keys, he moves over to investigate the open car door.