Along the scenic back roads of coastal Georgia and South Carolina, the live oaks and Spanish moss wave gently on the breeze. But are the dappled shade and lowcountry quiet ready for the ragtag collection of wannabe race drivers, gearheads and grease monkeys taking a hairpin turn to glory? Short the bucks it would take to join a real car rally, these not-ready-for-prime-time car jocks have concocted their own motorsports extravaganza. But as the revs build, valuable items begin to disappear. Do the fast fingers belong to the disgraced Formula 1 driver? The bleach blonde? Or maybe the meddling mother-in-law? When the checkered flag finally drops, is it grand prix or grand theft?