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Every Sunday after the midday meal, millions of West German parents take to sidewalks, the slopes of nearby hills, or the 75,000 miles of marked paths in the federal republic's tidily tended forests. Side by side, Mercedes and motor bike repose in the parking lot; for a few brief hours, worker and industrialist, Cabinet minister and cabinetmaker are equal and often indistinguishable-clad (as are their wives) in sensible shoes, sturdy capes and shapeless hats. Toddlers are carried. Teen-agers desert friends and transistor radios. The whole family trudges, pausing now and then for a spell...
...around anyway-"to epitomize the spirit of the moment." Back and forth along a Salisbury thoroughfare he pedaled and puffed on his new bicycle. Then, with a wrenching left turn that resembled a sideways Immelmann, he braked to a halt. "My cook-boy has a better bike than this," guffawed Ian. "Good old Smithy!" laughed the office workers who were watching...
...start when blaaaaaaat! It was Soloist Peter Schickele blowing on a duck caller attached to the "concert grand Hard-art," a four-wheel, coin-operated contraption that looked like a junkyard reject. As the music went sailing off in directions unknown, Schickele merrily blasted away on a kazoo, ocarina, bike horns, buzzers and doorbells. For a finale, he punctured six balloons with an ice pick and a rifle...
...Bonneville Salt Flats of Utah rank high on any list of the world's most desolate places, but they have a special fascination for a special kind of fanatic: the speed demon. This fall's visitors have included a motorcyclist who flipped his bike at 150 m.p.h. and walked away from the wreck muttering: "I thought I had stopped." There was Betty Skelton, an advertising executive from Detroit, who set a ladies' land speed record of 277 m.p.h. There were the Summers brothers, Bob and Bill, who showed up with a car powered by four...
...those things her husband makes, anyway. "I used to drive in Italy with a small, little car," explained the former Maria Cristina Vettore Austin, "but over here I don't even try. American cars look too big on me." Nowadays Cristina just leaps onto Stepson Edsel's bike and tools around Grosse Pointe. Sometimes, when he's home from work, Henry pedals along behind...