Had a whacky dream tonight. Dreamt I met these two wholesome guys that had been race car drivers in the 70's.
They were famous because they couldn't stand seeing broken cars, so they would stop to fix other cars in the middle of a race. Like one time when they stopped to fix Dolly Parton's car and she won the race.
Also, one of them was the driver, the other one was the _bongo player_. The bongo player was there "to keep the driver honest, so he doesn't drive too risky and ends up dying".