Then she increased the gas and let the Bear Cat roll over the smooth road from Lilac Valley running south into Los Angeles.

At a speed that was near to flying as a non-professional attains, the youngsters traveled that road.

Their eyes were shining; their blood was racing.

Until the point where rougher roads and approaching traffic forced them to go slower, they raced, and when they slowed down they looked at each other and laughed in morning delight.
"I may not be very wise," said Linda, "but didn't I do the smartest thing when I let Eileen have the touring car and saved the Bear Cat for us ?" "Nothing short of inspiration," said Donald.

"The height of my ambition is to own a Bear Cat.