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- Narrator: How'd you do, people? Here we are at the American Legion Ascot Speedway in Loose An-ge-lays. Los Angeles, to you and me. Arriving at the speedway are the fastest cars in their class. Sturdy little engines of extreme velocity, extraordinary combustion, exceptional prepotency, and, eh, whatnot.
- Narrator: If its a thrill you crave, keep your big brown eyes focused on this screen and learn why a speed maniac seldom lives long enough to trip over his own beard.
- Narrator: Here's one of the fastest 1400 pound buggies in circulation. It draws an oval track at better than 102 miles per hour. When you hit the curve of a dirt track at this speed, you're very apt to find yourself plowing a trench with your schnozzola.
- Narrator: Stripped down to the absolute essentials, these little gasoline consumers are as bare as a new born baby's - neck.