THE CHINA MAIL, FRIDAY,"
FEBRUARY 1, 1935)
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"I didn't get to the track next day until almost time for the race. By the time I'd checked the ear, aver, the others were Uning up. `]] didn't see Kelly Molinari" when the starter gave it the flag. I wasn't Jooking for him. It was a fast) track and I was roller-skating from the first. I passed the junką lud couple of laps.
“Then I had a nasty scrap with Don Woods and finally passed, him, in front of the grandstanda,
thought I was ahead."
. His hands gripped the table and his expression became bitter,
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"But I wasn't," he said, "Kolly Molinari was ahead of me. He was a quarter of a lap ahead and he was looking back, laughing at me. gave her the gun and hit the curve Ho fast smelled burning, rubber. Kelly drove with one hand, and waved hack at me."
I Bghted n cigarette and before i could, get it to my, lips, he took it: from me and began puffing on it His eyes were half closed and he muscles of his fare stood out white and tense.
drove faster than I ever did! in my life." he said. "I took chan ces that any driver in his right, mind wouldn't think of taking, I drove so fast that, for a while, It | seemed 1 wasn't moving at all and that the track was whirling around. beneath. me. Then it seemed all! the cars were different coloured balls being rolled. around and around in a bowl. I skidded at every curve and the grandstand went by so fast I got so I could not tell where it was, I didn't notice the other cars. I passed them timd after time and if they tried to put up an argument I forced them down toward the fence. I know it was
a lousy trick but I wasn't thinking] of anything but beating Kelly Moli.. hari.
"And all the time, no matter how fast I drove, no matter how much chance I took on the curves, Kelly Molinari was a quarter of a lap ahead of me, driving with one hund and waying at me with the other.
"I bit my lips until my teeth hurt; and my mouth was salty with blood.
spat out, the blood and cursed him; an loud it seemed the people in the grandstand could hear me. I got every last bid of speed out of that car there was in it. And Kelly Molinari was always a quarter of a lap ahead of me, looking back atỉ me and grinning at me.
Toward the end of the race 1 knew that, if I ever caught up with Kelly I wouldn't try to puss him. If planned to crash into him! I want ed to spill him out on the track) and smash that damned blug car of his on top his body. I didn't think of winning the rave any more. All I wanted to do was to wipe that grin off Kelly's face.
"But I didn't catch up with him. My mechanics tried to slow ma down. They wrote notes on black- boards and ran out to show thent to me. I didn't pay any attention. I swung the car toward the last fel low and he had to jump to save his. life. After that they let me alone. "I wasn't responsible for what I was doing. I was crazy, as crazy! as a man can get. The roar and the smell of exhaust and the heat) of the car and the blur of the fence whirling around me, all mix-. od together in my head and thera wasn't any room left for thinking. All I could do was hate Kelly: Molinari and step on the gas.”
He paused: an instant and ruo- bed his checks with both hands.
"I went around two laps after 1 got the flag," he said. "I don't think I would ever have stopped"}
1 hadn't busted a connecting rod The mechanica started patting me or the back when I drove into the pils.
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"Keep your damned hands me or I'li murdon you, I said.
"They backed away and one of] them said, "That's a hell of a funny way for a guy to celebrate winning A race. I didn't win the race and you know it, I sald Kolly · Mofi-Į nari won It.",
He pressed his checks with blá, hands to keep the muscles from twitching.
"It took them a long time to make me understand that Kelly Molinari || had been killed in a warm-up that morning," he said, v7.
~ Fit up straight and it seemed that, like his race track, the room was whirling around, and around beneath me.
"My God!" I said.Then you
did win the race.
He laughed bitterly and shoved his chair back from the table
"Didn't I just tell you, you fool!" he said I came in second.
THE END.
I TOLD YOU THAT MRS, CARRIE GOSSIP AND MRS. LOTTA TONNAGE, ARE COMING TO SPEND THE DAY. FAND I WANT YOU TO MEET THEM--
WHY DO I HAVE TO MEET THEM? I'D LIKE TO BE ALONE-1 WANT-- TO RELAX TO-DAY-
OH-HO¦ MAGGIE DIDN'T TELL ME HER CALLERS WOULD LOOK LIKE THIS-
I WANT A SHAVE : SHAMPOO-
A SHINE- SINGE- MANICURE AN,
WHAT JIGGS SAW-
BOY! PHONE MY TAILOR AN' TELL
HIM TO HAVE MY BEST
SUIT READY FOR ME-I'LL
BE OVER TO PUT ÎN ON LATER-
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