Some Motoring Experiences

Sun (Auckland), Volume I, Issue 172, 11 October 1927, Page 6

Some Motoring Experiences

*T Remember One Time —” The stories and incidents published in last week’s “Motordom” seem to have been greatly enjoyed by eve:*yone, and “Headlight” trusts that the following experiences will be found of interest. Mr. Duncan Steele, of Rotorua, was motoring through to Whakatane once, on a shooting expedition, and found himself forced to take the dust of a fellow in front, who refused to let him pass. This didn’t tuit Mr. Steele, so he held his rifle over the far side of his car and fired off a round, at the same time pointing excitedly to the fellow’s rear tyre. Naturally the man in front thought he had a blow-out, and pulled up in a huiry, letting Mr. Steele fly pa§t. "Amused” has a story: “Regarding absent-minded motorists, I had a great laugh not long ago. I saw a middleaged gentleman, clearly a big business man, drive to the kerb in Pitt Street, and was about to get out when he looked down and saw lie was wealing slippers. Then he discovered he was still in his gardening tojjs. He laughed and said he had better change, as he didn’t want to set the typist giggling.” Mr. R. .F. Bennett, of Takapuna, who has just returned from a motor tour of America in his “Flying Cloud,” tells how he was asked in the States how he liked the roads built by Mr. Lincoln, “The Highways.” “Oh,' ! he said, “they are not bad, but who is this French guy they call M. De Tour, who has also built a lot of bad roads? You should send him back to France.” Mr. W. Dingle and Mr. L. Coulthard are two members of the local Sports Motor-cycle Club who, with others, rode down to Hamilton a Saturday or two ago to watch the Hamilton motorcycle Club’s reliability trial. They arrived just in time to see the race start, and when the way was clear decided to follow on in their bus—an Indian Scout and sidecar. The 12-mile course was over hard metal and mud, with sometimes the mud over the footrests, and all the solo machines in the race had a hard time getting through. To the surprise of everyone, however, the sidecar outfit with these two boys raced the whole field, and arrived in at the finish, not long behind the wfnner, and about 20 minutes ahead of the second man. They receive! a great ovation at the finishing post. A writer in an Australian journal says: “I savir an excellent cure for feminine jay-walkers the other day. A genial motorist, within an ace of bowling over a miss who was in a dream near the Quay, simply leaned out, shook a finger at her, and said: ‘Naughty! Naughty!* The girl blushed and disappeared, while the crowd smiled.”