So what happens when two punk rockin' autojournalists attempt to make an attempt to retrace the route of Stefan and "Dietrich" in an AC Schnitzer-tuned 6-Series droptop while cranking Jawbreaker's Bivouac album? The front fascia decides to take a dirt-nap as a result of aerodynamic pressure at 70mph (approximately 90 mph slower than Eriksson's wee mishap) and they ride back to the Claus Ettenberger shop in a big honkin' International flatbed driven by a gregarious man in a Dodgers cap.
Less ignominious and rife with intrigue than the fateful ride Mr. Eriksson took, for sure, but Davey G. and Jonny Lieberman nevertheless shamefacedly trudged back to Pedro in Lieberman's WRX, having been failed by a faulty front end just short of their goal. We didn't even have time for any hoonage. Check Lieberman's lengthier account over at The Truth About Cars.