So the story goes that while on the road in Chicago, the Wheel of Fortune game show had a contestant drop out at the last minute. The producers found some guy named Raymond Taylor on the street, gave him a suit, and propped him on the stage. I have no idea if this is true or urban legend, but legend is the operative word when describing Raymond Taylor’s exploits on Wheel of Fortune. Raymond was a skinny Chuck Berry clone who could never look anyone in the eye, and was constantly fidgeting around the set. He was also TV gold. He was genuinely witty and cutting in all his remarks and timing, and he was a stunningly adept “Wheel” player. Many people assume, with racist underpinnings, that Raymond was a crack addicted clown. I’m not going to go that far. Television has a way of either making people conform with fear, or bringing out their inner star. I think this was the case of the latter. Raymond ended up winning over 80k in cash and prizes, and actually began to stalk the Wheel of Fortune studios looking for a job. The studio ended up putting a restraining order against him. It’s a bizarre end to a hilarious and peculiar story, but check Raymond out yourself in his best moments on his unreal Wheel of Fortune run.