Word: hotly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...some men, it's dope. For others, liquor. For others, tobacco, skiing, football, anything." The grease-smeared hot-rodder from El Monte, Calif, grinned. "For me, it's speed...
...always been speed for Mickey Thompson, 30. who last week went to the annual Bonneville speed trials on the salt flats of Utah with Challenger I, the flashiest hot-rod of them all. To get ready for his run, Thompson quit his job as a pressman for the Los Angeles Times seven months ago, spent up to 20 hours a day -and most of his savings-working with an engineering friend named Fritz Voigt on the long (20 ft.), low (30 in. at the hood) monster...
...even that was not fast enough for Thompson. Later this month he plans to take a crack at the world's land-speed record of 394.196 m.p.h. set in 1947 by Britain's John Cobb. The hot-rodders who turn respectfully on the salt flats to watch Thompson are confident that he will eventually hit 400 m.p.h. in Challenger I. And so is Mickey Thompson: "There's plenty more where that 330 came from...
...weather that brought on this year's onslaught of crab grass was a mixture of wet, cold spring and hot, humid summer. a combination that weakens perennial grasses and strengthens the hardy weed. In Suburbia, where crab grass on a lawn can lower a man's status faster than a garbage can in his foyer, the prolific (up to 50,000 seeds a plant) weed has become a neighborhood problem, like juvenile delinquency; if not snuffed out in one spot. it quickly spreads to another. Yet it is almost impossible to stop: digging only exposes more seeds, poison...
...doing so well (over 40,000 sold, not counting paperbound reprints) that M-G-M advance agents are prowling San Francisco's Beatland for material for a film. Latest beatnik hit, published last month: a murky outpouring called Second April ("O man, thee is onion-constructed in hot gabardine"), by a scraggly bard named Bob Kaufman-2,500 copies already in print. Why the popularity? The beat blather certainly is not literature. But it can be amusing, and at its best, more fun to recite in the bathtub than anything since Vachel Lindsay's The Congo. Sample from...