G4TV writes: "With the score deadlocked at one capture each, there was no room for error. One of my fellow lawmen had taken possession of the bouillon prize and managed to successfully weave his way through downtown Paradise City and evade the onslaught of P.O.'ed bandits trying desperately to stop us. Distracted and driving sloppily a few thousand yards away, I wasn't much of a factor in this final round...until I noticed that my nearly-victorious teammate had picked up a rather tenacious tail. Thumb firmly attached to the boost button, I made way for our Yacht Club HQ (which would serve as our finish line) to try to help in any way I could. I had made it in time to the final curve, and then I found the line I was looking for."