Word: carful
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Ford. It was the longest and roughest course in auto racing. Argentine papers flashed headlines on a crash 375 miles outside Buenos Aires, and another in Bolivia's mountains (where one car plunged over a 600-foot precipice, killing driver and mechanic). But the boldest type was reserved for the Gálvez brothers, Oscar and Juan, who were whisking around dangerous hairpin turns as if they had designed them. Oscar, in his red Ford with Viva Perón painted on it, won the first leg from B.A. to Salta, and then the second and third legs. Argentine...
...fountain pens, radios, razors, beer, wine, shoes and hats, put up by local merchants and automobile clubs. Only one outsider, a veteran driver named Juan Fangio, managed to muscle in on their monopoly - and paid dearly for it. In a road duel with Oscar, Fangio's car overturned. Gálvez raced on, not stopping to help. (Fangio cracked up on the next leg, killing his mechanic.) One Buenos Aires paper, cheering Oscar on, ran a headline: CAN ANYTHING STOP HIM? The foggy, mountainous road between Cúcuta and Valera couldn't. At times, he could...
...Battered Chevie. Only 300 miles from Caracas, Oscar's red Ford plunged down an embankment. When Juan came along, he stopped to help his brother get back on the road. It took so long that it cost him his chance of winning the race; besides, his own car was limping and had to be towed, thus violating one of the rules. One day last week, with 100,000 citizens of Caracas anxiously waiting at the finish line of the Gran Premio, a battered, fenderless Chevie coupe rolled down the Avenida San Martin. Out stepped Domingo Marim...
Handsome Dan, Yale's Bulldog, didn't have a very good day either. The Harvard Band came over during the half and blew in his car and then there was that damn turkey. A couple of guys, Harvard cheerleaders by the looks of them, brought this tough old bird over to do combat. But Dan wasn't having any, not with something that flew and pecked and scratched. He showed the turkey his rear and made it very plan he wanted to be left alone. After the game, when the noise really started, Dan made a boe-line...
...never be like building automobiles or libraries, because it is the little extras which spell the difference between good and poor meals. Dishes which have been salted with a shaker always seem tastier than ones in which a pre-determined amount has been dumped and stirred around with an car. Lugging vats of meat and vegetables through stifling steam tunnels to House Dining Halls necessarily renders most food tasteless...