"I've read of the car of Juggernaut," muttered Tom as it came nearer, "and I guess this must be it."
"It's going into the ditch!" exclaimed Bart, as the monster gave a lurch into a deep depression at the side of the road.
"It'll topple over sure!" prophesied Billy.
But the prophecy proved false for the car righted itself from an almost impossible angle and came on as doggedly as before.
Just before it got to where the boys were standing it came to a halt, a door opened and a young fellow of about their own age leaped out.
He was strong and well built, with hair that crisped in curly waves close to his head and a pair of merry blue eyes that spoke of fun and good fellowship.
"Hello, fellows!" he exclaimed, waving the formality of an introduction and wiping the perspiration from his forehead. "My, but it's hot in there!"
They crowded round him in eager curiosity.
"Where did you dig up this rig?" asked Billy. "Is it real or is it all a hideous dream?"
The newcomer laughed.