Bobby said as he put on the gas, “I heard the sheriff go down the hill; it couldn’t be him!”

  Carl said, “That’s Steve, the fed. His car is goin faster than it used to. What the heck?!”

  Bobby said, “Do you mean Steve Cordoba?” and he looked in his rear-view mirror. To his surprise he saw the car he had been helpin to git souped up! “It was a man named Bert who told me he needed a good car to be able to run moonshine, Carl! I didn’t know he was a revenooer, workin with Steve and was going to use it to run moonshiners to prison! Hold on, we’re goin to lose him around this corner and go up the switchback beside the creek. If we can run in the creekbed just a short way he won’t see our dust and it will take him a few minutes to figure out where we have gone!

  They pulled ahead, rounded the corner and turned sharply to the left and then braked enough so they could enter the creek without turnin over! Steve raced on by, barely controllin the fast car, concentratin on that so much it took him a mile to realize there was no dust in front of him anymore and they must have turned off somewhere. By this time, Bobby was back on the main road and rushin roward the state line. “ If we kin just git over the state line and hide, we should be golden. We kin hide somewhere and wait fur him to quit chasin us and then be on our merry way!” Bobby said.

  Bobby and Carl didn’t count on Steve figurin them out and even with them goin fast, it wasn’t fast enough. Bobby was tellin Carl all about soupin up Steve’s car, when somethin caught his eye and he looked in the rearview mirror. Steve was only a hundred yards away and gainin. Bobby got serious and hit the gas. Carl was plastered against the seat, holdin on fur dear life! Bobby whipped around the next curve a little too fast and gravel flew everywhere. Carl gasped as it looked like the tires were goin to leave the ground. They made it and found themselves still on the ground. Steve, havin watched them, slowed way down so he could make the curve so they pulled way ahead!

  Bobby used Steve’s hesitation, to propel himself and Carl way ahead of Steve. Bobby had to cross an overflowed creek and didn’t know how deep it was, so he slowed way down. The car did great and the creek was only about a foot deep, but it cost them valuable time. Steve didn’t have to test the depth, after watchin them, but he did have to slow down some. He was much closer than before, after crossin the stream and Bobby got a worried look on his face. “Carl, reach that knob right there that says ‘pull me’ and pull it and then look out the back window and tell me what happens. “

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  When Carl pulled the knob, thick nails abut 3 inches long went all over the road behind them. Steve ran right over them and Carl heard a loud pop and then another and another, until all of the revenooers tires were popped. Steve tried to slow down, but those popped tires cost him the control of the car and he spun around in a circle! The last the boys saw of him fur a while, Steve was climbin out of the car and heavin on the side of the road.

  Carl shouted, “OOOhwee! Well, I guess that stopped him, Bobby! Good thinkin, installin those nails!”

  Bobby laughed,”I ain’t never come so close to gettin caught before with moonshine in the back. I tell you, I’m awful glad to be away from him! He settled back into goin the speed limit, so as not to attract attention from any other law men. Bobby and Carl made it over the border and found a place to lay low for a couple of days, just in case Steve managed to call over the border to advise police to watch fur them.

  After makin their drop off, they headed back on home and Carl said, “I ain’t never had so much fun or been so scared in all my born days! When is our next run?”

  Bobby laughed, “Ha ha ha! I don’t rightly know, but it sure is good to see you all fired up! I need to get home and go over this car and replace the nails and oil.” It needs to be in tip top shape so it is ready at any time fur another run.”

  Carl said, “I wouldn’t mind helpin you work on the car in my spare time. Then I could learn how to fix up my car when I get one! This is excitin and dangerous stuff!”

  As Bobby was drivin him back home, Carl realized he had missed the rest of Christmas and it hadn’t occurred to him until just now! Bobby and Carl made plans to meet at Bobby’s house later that week to work on Bobby’s car. When Carl got home he had an excitin story to tell his family!