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Machine'dream
By Rex William Reese
The RPMs built as he came out o f
the turn and onto the straight.
With the throttle wide open, the .
man/machine blitzed on down at
36
180 MPH. The
and poured o ver
ing and fillin g
sense an d sur fac e
wind scre ame d,
t he fairing, rushevery co nscio us
every momen t as
the ra c e r fl o w ed
thro ugh the
atmo sphe re.
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T h e ne x t tum was co m ing. and he set
up fo r it as he a pproache d . Brake. Gear
d own. He lea ne d it o ver until t he
fo otpeg kissed the as p halt s ur fac e.
Keepi ng the revs up. he exited the tum
and po ured it on again down ano ther
long straigh t.
Through the esses, it was li ke a
sm o o t h da n ce at spee d . a graceful
calc ula ted rhyt hm to th e tigh t turns. li e
need n't wo rry abo u t rac ing any more . he
had sm o ke d th e par k. a n d was in no
dange r o f heing caug ht.
Last turn . -Lle b lasted out. c o m ing up
o n h is rear w he el. and he aded fo r the
fin ish whe re the c hec ke re d flag a nd all
the acc o u trem e n ts of victory a wai te d .
As t he racer sped fo r th e lin e. t he
Ilagrnan hegan to wave the c he ckered
flag w ildly . The c hec ks and fo lds
be came .a living thing with eac h flo urish .
The cl oser he c am e to th e lin e. the
wilder the flag was waved. li e pa sse d th e
line. al m ost knocking the flagm an o ve r.
T he last thi ng he s aw W
