The strongmen, rather than jerk it overhead (the easiest part of the lift), had to raise it to their chest, flip it up to shoulder height, then drop it and repeat the lift as often as possible in ninety seconds.
We hit it, the steering wheel went dead and the car began to glide, ghosting toward the shoulder, which looked about four feet wide and well below the surface of the new blacktop it was a big drop-off of five or six inches and the shoulder was red clay drenched with rain.