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Show "NOTHING IN NAME," SAYS CHALMERS WINNER :mim::m:mm:mmm: mam smm&&M mmvmmm: mm:mMmi0iiii', IM m '4:!M:m:rm : imW:'immm:.l : m m m ::.,: . ;'SM:C1v-s mM- Skidding around a hairpin turn, edged by a 2000-foot drop into apace, a low gray car shot past Glen Cove inn half way up the side of Pike's peak on the afternoon of August 11. A roar from the exhaust and the machine with a boyish-looking driver at the wheel disappeared dis-appeared from view. "It's junk," shouted a small urchin at tho turn. The crowd rushed up to view the anticipated accident. Their fears were relieved only when the small boy explained that he had merely announced the driver's name. From the top of the peak a few min- utes later came the telephone message that Fred H. Junk in a Chalmers Six had captured first place in the class E event. Less than 25 seconds behind Junk finished his teammate, Rov Stentz, in another 3100 R. P. M. Chalmers. It was the first time in the history of American hill climbing events that two machines of the same make had finished in one two order. Junk, the 20-year-old driver of the winning Chalmers, refuses to believe that his name spells anything less than success. In Saturday's race for the Spencer Penrose trophy he pitted his car against monster racing creations with twice the piston displacement of his Chalmers and finished in third position. Defeating oW heads in the racing game, such as Barney Oldfield, Bnghie Hughes. Buzane and Patterson, is acknowledged ac-knowledged a fair feat for any driver. But Junk, winner of his first race, modestly gives credit to his Chalmers Six for the victory. "My little car simply ate up those 10 per cent grades on the straightaways, and when it came to the turns a simple sim-ple twist of the wheel to right or left did the rest," says tho youthful pilot. |