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Indianapolis Speedway Races (Mon. 11:45 a.m., 1:30, 2:45 and 4 p.m., Mutual). The 32nd annual edition of the 500-mile thriller...
...Thrill-a-Second. Broadway was less excited. He did get a job speaking lines, of a sort. They were spoken very sharply and very fast at a World's Fair ride called the Meteor Speedway. The lines began: "A-thrill-a-second-a-mile-a-minute-around-the-walls-of-an-upright-BOWL! . . . Come on, brother . . . defy the laws of gravity! . . ." Shortly before the venture folded, Peck took a job ushering tourists around Rockefeller Center, where his performances were no more outstanding. Until he learned better, he innocently assured other eager outlanders that Brooklyn was a part...
...Once they were strung out around the big brick-&-asphalt saucer, the drivers had not the foggiest notion of their relative position in the race. They relied, as speedway drivers must, on the mechanics in the pit for information, pace instructions, fuel, repairs. Unlike the racehorse owner, who can only watch after his thoroughbred takes the track, Car Owner Lou Moore stood in the pit, busy, nervous, efficient...
...inside and off the track, dug a deep track in the grass and shot back on to the brick. Behind him a bright orange racer spun out of control, turned two circles and crashed into the outside retaining wall. Oil from its wounded motor oozed downward across the speedway but there was no pace slackening; other cars splashed through the puddle. Within a few minutes, the loudspeakers announced that William ("Shorty") Cantlon, driver of the orange car, was dead...
...Puzzled and angry, he demanded: "Why did you keep flagging me down . . .? I pulled over and waved at Rose when he went by. ... I figured I was still laps in front." Lou Moore, whose ambition is to be what Racer-Builders Fred Duesenberg and Harry Miller were to the speedway business in prewar days, said nothing. Both his beauties had come home and that was what mattered most...