Word: shots
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...biggest rocket the U.S. had ever launched, a three-stage Atlas-Able, was off on the U.S.'s most ambitious space shot so far. The mission: to send an intricate, 372-lb. payload of instruments into the vicinity of the moon-and if all went well, into orbit around the moon. The rocket also carried a weighty cargo of hope and national pride: Nikita Khrushchev had kicked off his trip to the U.S. with the Russian moon shot; a U.S. answer exploded on the pad while he was in the U.S. Here, on the eve of the President...
...made hourly radio position reports, saw no other planes or ships, never got sleepy enough to use his stay-awake pills. After 28 hours, he sighted Trinidad off Venezuela, turned up the Antilles toward the U.S., bypassing Cuba ("because I didn't want to get shot down"). He had enough fuel to make it to Los Angeles, but decided to land at El Paso because his jugs were empty and he was parched with thirst. Said he, as he downed a bottle of pop after landing: "I could have drunk a barrel of water...
What Comes Naturally. Vinogradov became a buddy of one of France's richest capitalists, Marcel Boussac, lunched with Novelist Françoise Sagan, shot pheasant on the great Alsace estate of Socialite Jean de Beaumont. Recently, watching him move familiarly among the swarms of film stars, writers, ministers, generals, and artists at the Soviet embassy, Millionaire Boussac archly remarked: "There goes France's most fashionable ambassador...
Alone in his boat, the burly driver was grinning like a schoolboy. On a trial run, his speedometer had climbed past 260 m.p.h. as he shot his new jet-powered, aluminum-hulled Tempo-Alcoa over the startling blue surface of Nevada's Pyramid Lake. Driver Les Staudacher knew that the sleek water monster he had designed was ready for an official try at the world record of 260.35 m.p.h. held by Britain's Donald Campbell and his Bluebird...
Heading back to his pits, Staudacher sighted a photographer on shore, decided exuberantly to give him a good shot at the boat's bellowing speed. He opened up his J35 engine, the same model that drives the Air Force's F89 fighter, and Tempo-Alcoa zoomed up to 180 m.p.h. Then he cut the engine. Two miles ahead, a small peninsula called Pelican Point jutted out into the water. The distance seemed safe enough. The boat had earlier slowed from 260 m.p.h. to a stop in less than a mile. But now a sudden breeze stirred sharp ruffles...