My friend lost his keys on SoB.. and we live an hour from home. His Dad was forced to drive all the way from Dayton to drop off a new set of keys. On top of that, after losing his keys and awating a phone call from his Dad, he lost his cell phone on The Racer! Fortunelly, it just dropped into the seat, and on the next cycle, we got it right as his Dad was calling.
The moral of the story is.. if you think your gonna lose it, you probably are. Leave it with an attendent!