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in an effort to make greater speed. Finally, I could see the designated hotel with a crowd collected on the lawn. I passed over it, made a quick turn, and landed.

Everyone was delighted and congratulated me. I kept asking if the auto had arrived but no one would give me an answer. Then I saw the car coming around a corner and I knew I had won by two and one-half minutes. The old boy turned right around and returned to Los Angeles without saying a word to me. I did not know it at the time but he was very angry; so mad in fact that he never paid the bet!

Mr. Fred Winnet, a well known automobile racer, was at the wheel and later he told me of the mad dash they made through the streets with the owner urging more and more speed. They had some very narrow escapes and just missed being hit by a train at a railroad crossing.

With the aid of friends we succeeded in getting the motor started and headed for Los Angeles. As soon as I could see over the hill tops, it became quite apparent that the head wind was too strong. With the ever present danger of motor trouble I turned about and headed over the city of Pasadens, looking for a vacant lot on which to land and stay for the night. Directly in the line of flight I saw such a place, turned and facing the wind, made a landing without trouble. A white sheet marked the spot: It was the property of our Christmas dinner hostess!

After Tom arrived, we decided to deflate and cart the ship back rather than attempt to camp out and risk the trip back with an uncertain motor.

I had been welcomed on landing by the Mayor of Pasadena,