The three little planes were launched into the air.
For a short distance all three were about even. Then Teddy’s began pulling ahead. Close behind it was Dick’s. Joe’s plane was lagging and soon began to descend.
“I might have known it!” sighed the red-haired lad. “I’ll buy the ice cream.”
Teddy and Dick did not answer. They were running after their planes. Then, Dick’s began to falter. Teddy’s was sailing on full and fast. It rose on a long slant.
“Say! I believe Teddy’s plane will reach the woods!” cried Joe. He had picked up his craft from the grass.
“Well, it’s going better than I thought it would,” Dick had to admit.
Then came a puff of wind. That and the power in Teddy’s plane sent it more swiftly toward the woods. Dick’s plane, having reached the limit of its flight, began coming down.
“Yes! But look! His plane is sailing right into the woods!” cried Dick. “You’ve done it, Teddy! I didn’t think you could, but you did. There goes your plane into the woods!”