A young roadhog known for his determination never to be overtaken was going at a great speed one day when ho heard an insistent “ honking ” behind him. He turned and saw, just on his hind wheels, a baby car driven by a wild-looking individual. Back he turned to his wheel, down went the accelerator pedal, and up rushed the speed indicator. Seventy-eight miles an hour were touched, but still the hooting continued. At last, worn out, the speed maniac slowed down and drew to the side of the road. ‘‘ Come on. then, if you must pass,” he cried. “I’m sorry,” gasped the driver of the baby car, “ but X’m hooked on.”
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Evening Star, Issue 20422, 1 March 1930, Page 3
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111Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Evening Star, Issue 20422, 1 March 1930, Page 3
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