“Now we’ve got him!” he cried. “Here we go!”
He pushed down the accelerator pedal, used only to give a momentary burst of speed. The red car shot forward and the front wheels almost lapped the rear ones of the machine in the lead.
There was a slight turn to the road, just where Bob had decided to pass his rival. A clump of trees hid the view, excepting for a short distance ahead. Just as the boys’ auto was on the point of making the turn and passing the green one, Ned glanced up and gave a shout of terror.
Right in front was a load of hay, overturned in the road, and both cars, at full speed, were dashing straight for it!
[CHAPTER II.]
HO FOR THE WEST!
“Put on the brake!” yelled Ned.
“Shut off the power!” shouted Jerry.
A frightened cry came from the farmer whose load of fodder had overturned in the road. He was unhitching his horses, and jumped to one side as he saw two big autos bearing down on him.