BOUNTY REWARD
DEAD or ALIVE

**Mack Johnson**  
Wanted for:  
- Theft  
- Evasion of Law Enforcement 
- In general terms, for being a dick. 

**REWARD:** 500 Mexican Pesos

Last seen in Ensenada disturbing old people during the contingency of a rally race.

*Do not approach the individual. He probably touched his peepee-catheter too many times already.*

The name resonated with me, I thought I saw him somewhere in a book.

This NORRA I decided to go for the legendary outlaw, Mack Johnson, I knew he was a degenerate, but the sign said “dead or alive” after all, I figured that if he’s too much or tries to touch me, I can simply shoot him, and I did, several times… yet he lived. Anyways, Mack isn’t really hard to find, hence the 500 pesos reward but he’s as obnoxious as only he can be, so nobody bothers…

I found him gettin’ ready for his next race down in Baja, the last of the wild west. Racing is the only thing he knows and do well (for his mental capacity anyways) and while I was ready to capture him, something told me to hold the trigger, maybe listening to what he has to say, I might not trust him, but i don’t trust the government either so I wanted to see for myself if he was in reality a bad guy…
- it happens that he’s just a bad pendejo.

“Tell my story first” he said, as he knew who I was, or pretended to know, probably he saw my camera. I agreed as long as he stays 5’ from me…

Geared up, I jump into Mack’s chase, hoping for the best, hoping to capture whatever I can from the chase truck, ignoring the usual action spots I tend to be at, this time was different…

This is my 2025 NORRA’s Baja

“Shittiest name ever”

— Ernesto Araiza

I had to remember him that the race started in 15 minutes… he told me to shut it.

Mack ain’t a solitary rider, he carries a crew, bunch of weirdos but they trust each other and Mack trust them with his life, quite literally since he doesn’t even know how to light his own cigarettes.

They asked me to drive their chase truck since “none one of them is capable” apparently, I later found out that they set me up, giving me a death trap with no zip belts, no brakes while pulling the trailer because they said it’s more fun this way.

Not even 10 minutes in our 1000 miles journey and the truck breaks, of course since I later found out the last oil change Mack did on his equipment was way back on ‘87.

We managed to fix it, nothing ducktape can’t fix.

Mack also had a deal with a local guy who in the lower circles of Ensenada was simply known as Ramon, legendary racer. Mack called Ramon ‘his papi’ out of respect.

Despite the rough introduction, the journey started, San Felipe, Bahia de los Angeles, San Ignacio, Loreto, La Paz and finally Cabo, the legend of Mack Johnson is well known everywhere we go.