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The stunt was never announced so it always created an atmosphere os great surprise and danger. It also provided the crowds with the little extra margin of thrills, excitement and fear they were seeking and demanding.     We would take off.  To the casual observer it would appear as though we were wandering aimlessly around in the air, but actually we were maneuvering until we were over the back stretch of the race track which brought us to the farthest point from the grandstand.  At the same time we kept climbing higher and higher until we were about nine hundred feet (900) up and this in itself was an unusual sight for the spectators.   Then, pointing the nose of the plane downward, we'd take our foot off the throttle and downward we plunged into a steep dive. A cry of horror would arise from the grandstand and everyone would jump to his feet. While the propeller did turn over, it turned over so lazily that from the distant grandstand it seemed to be turning only from the wind. Also, the motor was idling and the crowd could not hear any noise.  To the horrified spectators it looked as though the plane was out of control and falling. 
We continued in this dive down to within fifty feet of the ground then give the the motor the gun, pull out of the dive and go racing around the track. This naturally created a great furor and brought them back the next day, just in case something might happen.   Although the stunt was worth watching more than once, little did the crowd realize that every time it was pulled the pilot was really taking his life in his hands.      With the jets and super-jets dominating today's skies it is hard to realize that man had either the nerve or desire to even dare to take into the air one of these 'glorified motorized kites.'

The Aerial Circus was booked into Sacramento for a week. The very first day of that meet, for my 'sensations' act of the day, I pulled the dive stunt.   The Sacramento news made a great hullaballoo over it and tagged it the 'daring death dive'. I was asked to do it again the next day, I readily agreed.   It was an absolutly perfect flying