To the victor go the spoils
Would you scurry through several feet of muck and mud while fending off 20 or so combatants for a shot at winning a Polaris RZR? For these folks, the answer is yes! Somewhere amidst all the mud, sweaty bodies and stuck UTVs was a water bottle with a golden ticket inside that one lucky person could exchange for a key to a Polaris RZR. If that key happened to be the one to start the RZR, they got to bring it home with them. Not a bad trade off if you don’t mind getting a little dirty.