other one, if you can."

"We're going to try!" yelled Ned, above the noise of the exploding
cylinders.

They were on a straight stretch then and, as Noddy looked back and saw
the red car closer to him than it had been before, he put on more
speed. His green auto shot forward but Jerry still had something in
reserve, and he let his machine out another notch.

"He's got to slow up for the turn!" cried Ned. "Maybe we can pass
him!"

"Yes, but we've got to slacken up too, if we don't want a spill,"
replied Bob.

"That's so," admitted Ned.

Noddy did slow up, but not much, and his car skidded worse than at any
time yet. It looked as if it was going over, and a cry from the
spectators showed that they, too, anticipated this disaster. But, with
a sharp wrench of the steering wheel, Noddy brought the car back
toward the center of the track.

Jerry swung around the turn at reduced speed, and, because of the
chains, his machine did not skid more than a few inches.

"Good thing you have those chains on," commented Tom. "They may come
in handy at the finish."