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Show By most thrilling MOMENT 01s I I pSjEN Who Risk Life to Win the Big Automobile Race at ki Indianapolis Tell of Incidents Fraught With Greatest Peril. One I Man Drove His Car Blindly Against Concrete Wall to Save Another's Life. (ODPytlfbt, IMS; tjr lb Nw Tork fOUXD a hotel shaped brick track Jt.tv ond t half miles in circumference circumfer-ence more than a score oj speed mad men drove their powerful racing auto-mobiles auto-mobiles for fire hundred miles last Memorial Me-morial Day at Indianapolis. For the road racer the landscape is ever changing, bull for the men icho drove their cars at In- dinnapolis the monotonous glare of rcd brick, the never changing blur of gran concrete ichirh lines the track, is perhaps per-haps a greater danger than irregular curvet or ruts in a road The sight and the monstono-us roar of the engines hate c hypnotic effect on the men. lulling them sometimes into uneon-tci-ousncss at the ichcel. sometimes erasing eras-ing them so that they take chances the r-ery thought of which would turn them pale in ordinary circumttmncet As inducement to the iery ben ol driving, the resort to every httlc bit of skill of xehich a man is capable there icas n purse of $'0,000 to be divided. 7 he uinner took $20 000, and the rctnain-1 rctnain-1 ing amount was divided m various sums down to $1,000 to the man who finished twelfth. The risks which were taken for this money on Memorial Day thrilled the spectator nx ,,o rhanot race ever thrilled ancient Rome. Risks are only commonplaces common-places to the race drivers, and some of them have been induced to tell of th- ridet they hove token where "vjA sat closest betide them. -Huffhie" Hughe, , a nrr,p Uulf Ushtnan, teUt a story of an arudent which i apt to happen t0 any teho drive racing cart. BY HUGHIE PIUGHES. I TELL you l're been -- . v ID mD.T race J: tbat it's a bard thing. ttdfifc J Ton know fo P'Ck out TjP -i that it put you "- ery devil of a fix. I ,nink. though, the I ' (fri&m rn'k ,a, r: j denta than road rnc HUc.ur there'll be some Jollr i hoe sinasbup out at Indiana polis. Xcw. .. you know, in that race Oh. yes, but I am forgetting. You want to bear something some-thing that happened to me. Very well. I was racing: in the twenty-four hour titeet at Brighton Beach two years I ago. It was a mighty bard race. Two concerns bad entered cars with the an-nouDoed an-nouDoed intention of breaking tie world's ' record. Tbey were both after it- Now. the drivers of these cars set a frightful pace for the dangerous Brighton track. To I keep near 'hem the rest of us had to take all sorts of chances. I remember when I was chasing them around the paddock I ? turn thai I was brought closer to death loan I erer want to be again. Eaten away by the terrific strain, my two front tires blew up with a roar. Spinning around, the rear of tbe car. de- scribing a great arc. crashed into the fence. What my feelings were in those flying seconds I cannot tell. I only know tbat i I thought more of religion than at any time In my bfe. I remember tbe grind of the brakes, the screaming contact of splintered wood scraping alongside me I I remember bow tbe car, ulting on i:i left wheel, rose, swayed, bong for a mo- j ment as if about to overturn, taking m and my mechanician to destruction, and then it righted and crashed down on four wheels. I was safe, but when I jumped out I was trembling. i 1 bursting tire is feared by all race I drivers Ralph De Pulmu tells what happened hap-pened to him as the result of a lir; ixplo-MM. BY RALPH DE PALMA. j UU ask me to tell jJ '0 sro,?tD'Cl'J about Cjj5 Y my mCet thrillmgl '4tMWkYb. ,. moment on the track ! ffl- What you ask iai JrJ hard. To mostof us ! ;7J mF A all thrilling' dW( i moments. In tbe, ', Hfl have been 1 BfcSflaLt 1 driving racing cars S five years, to be ex-1 HBBBBB act I have had, I " z. suppose, as mjuv JckMC cails as aoyi , driver. 1 hHve bhotj , from a track and gone ripping through a un J l.a .e i. raped niy wheels against tbe car raciug beside me. I have skidded from a couric and crashed into a great bowlder. And always I have escaped. ) There was one time, though, that, uow I 1 tbiAk of u, was undoubtedly uiy ini 4 HenM Co AU rlcht rnrrTyJ J sensational experience. It happened at i Danbnry. on a little half mile dirt track, where thr used to run the trotting races at the Connecticut State Fair. Local pro-rooters pro-rooters had arranged a meeting, and Bruce-Brown was to mee me in the feature feat-ure event of the day. We got off to a f" start, and, picking up speed quickly , the two cars roarei. into the first turn ' Swinging round the back?tretch, I man-j aged to shoot into the lead, nosing my machine aheai Bruce-Brown's, and was1 weeping along at an awful pace wbn suddenly I beard the sound that all driv-l ers fear. It was a dsfening exploaion, tbe bmt ing or my front tire. A moment later i! felt the car gradually rising from tb, rear. Faster and fater It rose, until ,' jumping into the air it spun on its front wheels and crashed in a heap I remainAd at the wheel, because a dri-er never leaves I the wbeel if he thinks there's a chance. But there was no chance. The upset came 0 qnlcklj iliat I was caught I only re- membcred a great cloud of dust that hung! trembling, a streak that swept by in smok and flame, a sharp pain in my legs, and ; then The next thing I knew a burly special policeman was holding rae in his arm j With his right arm be supported my body. With the other he was holding a whiskey glass to my mouth and pouring its contents jdown my throat. I remember him say-ling say-ling : "You'll be all right now. This will j brace you up. Jut walk a bit" Then he withMrew the arm with which he had ,been holding me and stepped back. The I moment he did to I fell in a heap on th , track. My two legs had been broken and neirher he nor I had reaiired it. ! Tbat accident disabied me for ten weeks. I j Sometimes I wonder how it was that my skuli wasn t broken, too. I Harry Knight tells how he snied a wioi' life at I ndionapolis a yiar ago. BY HARRY KNIGHV. rJ in;, career has ' j ' a coniparaihe- Vkiffi ,r ?nort on, I -at ' 5rE "r Tc bll ;'me 'D a 1 AiLTH bucket seat oniy a ludP few ;ears az . I 43b have not been driving jdMUBS :a't as long as most 25 H of tbe men whom I B will meet on Me- uH Wf mcrial Day. Vet I mWsmswBStSsm have oue experience KMICT ,hat frm thC rCSl "f 1 I my life stands out like a flash of flame Also, oddly enough, it happened at Indianapolis In-dianapolis during the oOO-roi'e race last Memorial Day. It is a hard incident inci-dent to tell about. One doM not like to say wbat ouc has doue, especially if any good cooios of it. After reading this you will understand what I mean and my re luctance to put the incident in niy own words. It was diirins the early Mages of tbe race, but tbe dnvuig was growing fiercer Harroun in his yellow Wasp wat cutting a terrific pace. Like machinery be swept on. mile after mile, never changing, just ih" smooth running Wasrp tbat cut down distance with maddening regularity. Behind Be-hind hini six cars kept bunched together Bui always Harroun was a half mile in front and always the six drove faster and faster, trying to overtake hiin. , Once when he was whizzing past Un grand stand the bix of us came bellowing out of the home turn after him. Down the stretch we 6hot. Somehow I man aged to jump the others and, putting on the ax-elerator gained a big lead before they realized it. Nearer and nearer to the stand my ear was hurling me. Then something happened. I aavv suddenly a disabled machine drawn up before tbe pits. It was in the middle of the tru k and I could see the driver. Jagcrsbcrger. tugging at the wheel trying tu boit the car to a plac of safety. He knew we mere coming Then I saw bis mechanician jump out, apparently trying to turn the wheels so , Jageranergcr could drive the car benide j the pita. Thcu I knew ihai the ateering , knue-kle was broken. My enr was thundering thun-dering and shaking uun, tor 1 was iuai.-uc iuai.-uc toner time lluu ever before. But it 1 peered through the drifting imoke 1 (an tne uicehauiiiau suddenly struck down by a couvnislve larch of Jagc-M berger s machine. I saw him be-Igiu be-Igiu rolling over and over on the track 1 saw him .stagger to his feet only to fall. Ilia legs were smashed. Then 1 saw biin begin rolling across the bricks, rolling hiiuseU Uj a yUce of sale-ty. Now I wes almost upon them. On one iide blocking the way was the disabled car with Jager? berger huddled beside it. On i the other side was the mechanician, a I wounded mau. rolling across the track. For secoud I w at a loss what lo do. To go ahead would mean em ashing ! into Jagersbergcr and his machine or running over the mechanician Uf course there was a chance that 1 might be able J to steer around the mechanician. I j thought better of it, though, and thinking j as uieu do at such times, twisted my j steering wheel all the way arouud. closed my eyes and prayed. The next iustaut j I beard my e-ar crash into the concrete I wull along the track .side, tear up the i gravel, rip into Ly tie's machine, a few I could gain on him. So along the back stretch where I wouldn't be caught aud blamed for taking chances I forced my car to the limit. The roads were ratiicr rutty at this point on the course and often ire were bumped up ami down on our seats. Still I drove faster I needed every secoud I could g L Then came the accident As I wus i looking down the road, figuring on how close 1 could (.have the turn ahead, I : heard a splintering souud. The next mo- ment the seat broke beneath me. I wis thrown to the Boor of the car with both hands hanging lo the wbec-1 like a man j falling from a window grip the ledge. I couldn't see where I was steering I 'might be headed for destruction. Iudeed I v.y'.-' I Twisted the Wheel with My Left Hand lust as the Front Wheels Were Plunging Into a Ditch. pits down and then shoot on ;i t.ra.y boll into a nearby field. That's all I remember. remem-ber. That night they told me 1 had saved somebody's life. I think tbey exaggerated, but it was au experience 1 nhull never forget. A.nd it is to the road race that uc must again turn to hear the experience of Joe 1 Ifiiioa While Joe bTafsos nan winning the Indiana Trophy, a rate held lr0 years ago near Chuugo, he wus almost killed. BY 'JOE" MATSON. HO FT tbe r. ddle of i the Indiana Trophy race there came to me the most thnllinz experience of my rm ;og career. I had caught and pusedj Bobtrtson and wbn I r to m rt-a.e my lead. 1 knew that 1 Elojertaon wa hav- I1' 1 ' : trouble with bj. JOE O.Tt,o; cr- nut I "lo knew ' '"' '" 'him bO be one .f the ! erest and most daring drivera 1. thegame. Ik was a hard fiuiiher. I needed every sveojd I until my meehanician grabbed me up and lifted mj bead to where I could see the road 1 was in the gravest danger of my life. Thrown to the floor of that car, unable to 6ec tbe road ahead, it was only Providence tbat stopped us from jumping the course and crashing into the ditch, j Rob'rt iurtnan broke a worlds record, When he drove a ractna ar at a spi ed 0f 11)1 milet an hour oxer the sand of Day- tuna Beach, r'la, BY ROBERT BURMAN. -V mr I'fe two erpe-f erpe-f r-Tt ricne s s(flDd 0 sV&B dreamed thai I uMh . ul tbat some- Ty body put me and my ".1 mto j cannon HHLcMr.f Th i anuon MjI f " fired, and I, bed sod ' all w.-nt tearing Robert through :bo air close I to the ground, faster i nan the buliei Aud wmui 1 navkv 1 didn't iU ou the riour. 'as the kids do in the com,c supplements, I The other experience happened last year at Daytona Beach. This time it was U powerful racing aatomobile that shot I me over the ground. It covered a mile I in twenty-five seconds, which I believe to be faster than the crib went. People have asked me to tell something about tbe experiences of that das.li. I, have hesitated to do so. A man docs not like to say he was afraid. I was afraid. As I drove to the starting line I noticed that the beach was rather rough. That made it bad. The car would jump. I was to have a flying start. They would not begin to take my time until a point was passed further down the beach. So without further ado I jumped in. opened j the throttle and was off. Instantly the wind began to sing. Then . i aA it blew a gale, harder aud harder, until I felt the muscles of my neck straining It was awful to face that resistance. It drove my back against the seat. And I then the car began to shake to the roar-I roar-I ing of its L'OO horse power engine. Faster land faster we flew. For thirty feet at a Uime the car was not on the ground juit leaping through the air and crashing tdown on ihe sand as if it Were going through the beach. Aud always the wind kept howling and the front wheels doing a weird dance. 1 was just beginning to lose cxiuscious- ness, to loosen the grip 1 bad on the i . ........ iiltMW steering pont, to close my eyes, to yield, completely to the drowsiness that bad xme over me wlipn, with a last instinctive instinc-tive movement, I shut off tbe engine. How long the car bowled along with the power gone I don't know. When it stopped, though, a man came running up crying. "Bob, you"vc broken the world's ! record'." It was some moments before I could talk. The breath bad almost been driven from my body. Then I told him.j "Well. I never want to again." Ralph liulford has an exciting story of a road rac in I atrmount l'ark, Philadelphia, Philadel-phia, tiro years ago. BY RALPH MULFORD most sensational I : ; - i moment was neither jtL M aQ dc,i1,;nt nr the T ti fear of an accident. jWCMF It was a delay that fa co?;t m tDC Fair-P'f Fair-P'f ' T(wr mount l'ark race and tmy $2,000 cash prize in , October of 1910. My , -ar as entered in yj tbe 600 cubic inch y engine displacement PAvIpt rla?. but I was com 1- 1 peting for tbe graml time prize against 7."0 inch engines.huge racing mon- s'crs of muh greater power than my Jstock machine. Nevertheless, I had succeeded in passing them one by one. until on the twcnty-ur?t lap. or twenty-' five miles from the finish, I was in the lead. My margin, though, was only a few seconds. Then as I came swinging dow n the stretch I found that I needed j gasolene and oil It almost broke my heart to make a stop at this stage of the ' race. The loss of a second was costly. II had to have the fuel, though: so I re-jluctantly re-jluctantly brought tbe car to a stop, i When I got going again Len Zngle in oue of the big racers bad passed me. He had gained less than a minute lead, but enough to win. It was disheartening after I had cut down the field to lose in this way. So I dashed after Zeugle. taking chances tbat 1 1 had not dared before on the tricky Fair-j Fair-j mount course. For three rounds I chased I him aud his smoking racer. Finally I I caught hini and at the beginning of the ! last lap was in Ihe lead by nineteen ec-onds. ec-onds. I counted the race as good as won. It was a tremendous advantage, with only oue circuit of the course to be made. Imagine my disappointment, then, when rounding a turn ou the back stretch my car blew a tire. We had to stop aud pot !on a new one. We worked, my mechanician mechan-ician and I. faster than we had ever done I before. Zengle was ahead. He must be. This delay would give him ba-k the ine-: ine-: teen seconds he had lost. The thought of it was sickening He made such a race of it Then a man came running up and said that Zengie had broken flown too. tbat he had also blown a tiro, that he w-a.s having hav-ing a terrible time putting ou a new oue. Then my mechanician, who was work J ing feverishly, slipped on our tire and, giving a mighty push, missed his hold, fulling full-ing headlong. By this time I had bound ed into tbe driver's seat and started the lahhs - engine just as my mechanic, scrambfinc 'lM to his feet, jumped in beside me. We would catch Zengle and win! Opening wi,c ib.j engine I shot round the park. I remember passing a gray blur. Zangle'a ear (hat had just got going. I passed the finish line with him behind. I thought I had won. Then the gray ra.er sw. pt up thr. stretch, over the line. had its time taken ad won. I hn.J lost by bare seconds, lost after A heartbreak- S ing race of two hundred miles. bbbbbbI Teddy TctzlaiJ, who broke a world's H fecord at Seinto Uonico. fella . thrilling H BY TEDDY TETZLAFF. I i HV ' 't tbat you 00 nour to win a 1 j 'LBBT Generally I re- i kpr-flj ?rain talking V '1bout tb?ra- 1 bTe LHl x P not thought anything Wm m . in my career worth isssB TEDDr I TETZLArT i tnc telling. But now 'LH 1 there is something sbbbbbI irhlcfa may interest bbbH you. It happen .only a few week, ago go when I W3S racing over the Santa Monica boulevards against some of ths aH best drivers in the world. I won that race. Ll I broke a world's record. I beat Bruce- Brown, Bragg, Dingley. I beat them be- cause I was used to the course and my bbbbbI car stood up wclL But I wouldn't have beaten them if an incident had turned out other than it did. It was the closest fchavc I have ever had. H During the closing laps of the race I bbssE was driving my car to tbe limit. I knew I had the record within my grasp. I wanted to make sure of it. So I shot arouud the turns, skidding and slonghing through the dirt, half blinded with it, and tearing off again with the throttle wide open. After I bad repeated this perform- ance about five times I began to wonder Hh? if I conidu't go faster. I took to shaving ssf the corners to save time. The fractions r of a second are worth while in a road race. It was on one of these close turns that Wal the moment came. I had just shot out of HaT the curve when I felt something sting WKu my arm like a bullet. It was a stone Kfcr ! thrown up from the road. It cracked mj muscles, paralyzing them. It was the Lsssu ribt arm and. no longer able to bold the la wheel, it dropped weakly at my side. Not knowtcg what I was doing I threw over Re, the left to grab it. The wheel was with-a with-a hand. Instantly the car shot across the road i aster and Faster It Rose, Until Jumping Into tr.t Air It Spun on Its Front Wheels and Crashed in p a Heap. t at a crazy angle, and realising what I i had done, I twisted the wbeel with my L left hand just as the front wheels were H plunging iuto a ditch. Somehow we re- mained righted and, tearing along the H ditch, jumped back on the road. By this K , time tbe momentary parulvzation was OTCr, and with both bauds on the wheel I 'r- took op the chase Why tbat car didn't I turn over with us beneath is beyond H ............uxtu tutuu I. : ' |