The thought was instantly smashed from my head by the noise of what sounded like an intercontinental bronchial hemorrhage, as the stock cars took off from their starting positions and went roaring around the stadium.

Drivers in a traffic jam, frustrated by each others presence, are not the most amiable of men.

A man today never feels so alive as when he is hurtling from one point to another on the azimuth.

If you want to take a couple of weeks off and do something that you will never forget, that trip up the Alaskan Highway will do until they run excursion capsules to the Moon.

Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.

As hand-to-hand combat has gradually disappeared from our civilization, even in wartime, and competition has become more and more sophisticated and abstract, Americans have turned to the automobile to satisfy their love of direct aggression.