Therefore I'm going to hurry as fast as God will let me.' It was a ride that deserved to have an epic written about it.

The car was good, and I handled her well, though I say it who shouldn't.

The road in that big central plain was fair, and often I knocked fifty miles an hour out of her.

We passed troops by a circuit over the veld, where we took some awful risks, and once we skidded by some transport with our off wheels almost over the lip of a ravine.

We went through the narrow streets of Siwas like a fire-engine, while I shouted out in German that we carried despatches for headquarters.