That Ought to Cool It
Jerry recently took Gwendoline for a ride in his new car and returned rather late. Approaching a steep hill he stopped the car, got out and raised the hood.
“What’s the matter now?” asked Gwen.
“I must cool the engine before I try to make that hill,” replied Jerry.
“Oh, goodness alive,” said Gwen, “It is getting so awfully late. Why don’t you strip the gears?”
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