The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-06-02
Burman Tells
 How It Feels
Jumped at Rate of 155 Miles an Hour and Could Not See His Death Grip on the Steer. ing Wheel

Bob Burman, aone of the contestants in the Indianapolis race and who gained his great fame by travelling a mile at Daytona at the rate of 155 miles an hour, has given the follow ing account of that fierce Florida con- test:
 ''One hundred and fifty-f1ve miles an hour, the average that I attained dur ing the kilometer run at Daytona," said Burman, Ifs going some. Barney Oldfeld had told me many times about the way the old 'Blitzen' took his sight away when he was going that mile in N.33 seconds and previously I was skeptical all of the time as to the possibilities of that ever happening to me.
 During practice spins I made miles ill twenty-seven seconds repeatedly without trouble, and I began to think that I was immune to any effect from extreme speed. But that 155 miles per hour brought me around and TOW believe that the limit of speed is the point where it is no longer pos sible to see. I have never been af- fected in this way before because I have always made itsa point to train faithfully for events of great conse- quence and when after taking perfect care of myself for several weeks I lost my sight during the fastest trial at Daytona, you can imagine how I felt
 ''I don't think that that two-mile ride which I covered in 51.2S seconds and the rate of 155 miles per hour could never be duplicated. Old Bit zen left the beach for distances of sixty feet at a stretch and it is won derful how I ever reached the end of !, vii ,-I,- ing the car, and myself. Every mo- ment in this ride seemed to me the last on earth, and I was, glad when it was over.
 "As I looked down the hood of the car and saw the two-mfle post barely visible in the haze, I had premonitions of never reaching it, but I was going So fas, that by the time I had thought this over I was almost down upon it and in a few seconds more carried me by Fred J. Wagner, the official repre- sentatives of the three As. and E. A. Moross, owner of the big car, who awaited the finish of the wild ride. During the grand prize race at Savan- nah I beat it through the half good spots until I could barely hold the car on the road, but none of those experi- ences will ever stay with me as long as that nerve-shredding two-mile ride over Daytona beach in 51.2S seconds.
 "One mountainous bump which negotiated threw me clean out of the seat and my foot slipped off the throt- tie instantly, but I was back on again quicker than I could realize what had done, and old 'Blitzen' and I were chasing up the beach again after that two-mile mark. My death-grip on that steering wheel was the only thing that had kept me from flying out of the seat.
 Tt was great experience and took lot of my nerve. But I don't want any one to lower those records for couple of days, because ] don't want to be forced to ride a little faster quite as soon as that. The marks are down pretty far, and they will be travelling when they beat them"
 Burman's account of the defy ing ride which made him the world $ speed king is not at all unlike the manner in which he would describe any other minor incident In his racing career. He has been a natural fighter all of his life and his fight with Father Time does not ruffle him even though he made worlds history by making the great feats at Daytona on his twenty seventh birthday