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Other divisions of TIME Inc. also borrow him in times of crisis - such as last week's SOS from the Paris printer of one of our overseas editions for a plane-sped package of extender (ink dryer). He has even been useful in getting people to work. Recently, one of our researchers injured a kneecap and another, who had just recovered from a broken leg, offered to lend the invalid her idle crutches to come to the office on. Scorning a taxicab, Dailey strapped the crutches on either side of his motorcycle and admired the way people gaped...
...lead (earning $100 in prize money for each lap he led) rolled in to the pit for his first stop. It took 14 seconds to change a weakening tire; nitrogen bottles blew fuel from drums into the tank; Holland patted his crash helmet, pulled down his goggles and sped off. The merry-go-round went on. With only 100 miles to go, Lou Moore's two drivers were running...
Reports that Auténtico (Cuban Revolutionary Party) leaders were trying to move in on the C.T.C. at its annual convention had sped Lombardo from his Mexico City home to Havana. He had hardly settled into his $24-a-day room in the swank Hotel Sevilla-Biltmore when he discovered how right those reports were. Waiters belonging to the Auténtico faction refused to serve him (but servants who followed their union's Communist leaders loyally made his bed). As the 2,000 pistol-packing, trigger-happy delegates (both Auténticos and Communists) jockeyed to get their...
...friends. . . . Suddenly one of them yelled to stop and they jumped from the car. ... I turned and saw them surround the man we had been waiting for. I watched them punch and kick him in the belly. . . . They dragged him quickly into the car. I slipped into gear and sped off. ... He struggled. ... I hollered to him to be quiet. . . . He was lying in the car, spitting blood. I knew he suffered from tuberculosis. . . . Soon he was just a corpse. ... It was a nightmare. I just began to drive wildly . . . for seven hours. At one point we were so lost...
Arriving in Manhattan, Satirist Evelyn Waugh, 43-for years one of Britain's very brightest young men-ducked the press for three days and then sped off to Hollywood on what sounded like a dream mission, even by Hollywood standards. He would listen to MGM's ideas on filming his Brideshead Revisited; if he didn't like the sound of them, he could suggest changes; if the changes weren't suitable, he could just go sell the book to someone else. Meantime, M-G-M had contracted to maintain him in the most luxurious possible style...