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Rh desperately slippery. However, we got going, and for some time everything went well. We had reached a steepish hill, where the road was very narrow and flanked on one side by a most precipitous decline, when suddenly, without any previous warning, the car got quite out of control. Finding myself unable to regain any power over the engine, I clapped on the brake as quickly as possible. The result was alarming in the extreme, for the locking of the wheels sent the whole motor skidding across the shiny roadway towards the edge of the precipice. Those were intensely trying moments as, with nerves at full strain and eyes staring straight before us, we slid bodily across the road to the very brink of the fatal gorge. Half a yard more and we should have been dashed to pieces, with the car like a sort of tombstone over our heads. As it was, that extra half-yard was never traversed, for fortunately the wheels bit the road again, and we remained, saved by the skin of our teeth, upon the side of the road, peering down over the rocky wall which had so nearly proved to be our death-trap.

This narrow escape illustrated very forcibly a remark which I have made in the early part of this article about the action of the mind when in danger. Seeing how near we came to going over for good and all, I should have expected my chief thought to have been for the safety of my companion and self. As a matter or fact, while we shot across the roadway, my chief and all-absorbing thought was just this: "If the car does actually go down, what an awful job those who get it up again will have." I suppose that in battle the minds of combatants must also be occupied by details of a somewhat similar nature.

It was a motoring moment that I shall never forget as long as I live.



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