Arizona republican., 1915-01-18
CREV|ST0NS SIXTY EIGHT MILES IN SIXTY M|NUTES|

last few seconds, the riders actually seemed to leap forward tearing up great clouds of dust and hurling it into the air. Five seconds. Three. Two. counted the timers, and then
 "BANG"
 Herb Worcester cracked. six checkers spotted the six remaining contenders, each marking the spot where his mans flying image had been at the fateful instant.
 The Losers.
 Often the man who has the most grief-n other words, the loser-is the man who produces the most sen Sations and the greatest upspringing of sympathy in the breasts of the audi ence. This was the case yesterday.
 Hard luck tagged several of the riders. and got two of them. First, was Ellie Wilson. who had been nomi- mated to ride the second Excelsior en- try. Wilson sprung his fly wheel in the morning practice, and was in the same boat with Don Johns, when that amia = Qule Spetk S IlbHut lldh al ollii lar accident during the fair week reces. Wilson was heart-brollen.
 Then there was Sellner the man, of whom they say, You can set your watch by his laps Sellner acquired the one and only nail on the track. in his tWety-first mile. He pulled in to the pits with a flat rear tire. yanked ,.h ia,, in, ,xh off his. road machine, and finished the race with huge studded tire in place of the little slender racing shoe. He made q wonderful ride-as he did in the hundred mile race and he deserves q whole lot of credit.
 Young Harry Crandall had ignition trouble of the worst kind-that means of the simplest kind. For one seldom knows where 10 look for that sort of grief. His magneto short wire came loose and touched the frame. and he traded spark plugs, but to no avail When he really discovered the trouble he had been put hcpelessly out of it He had made 57 laps when he stopped, but as he was not running with the crack of the finish gun, his race does not count.
 II is hard to say why OCOnnell ana Boido did not develop more speed Both had made laps in Il seconds dur ing practice. Crevston'S time figures out exactly 52.5 seconds to the lap counting in his stop. Neither OConncl nor Roido had a particle of trouble and the two famous local racers. the 'short coupled" Excelsior and Indian were shootingly as evenly at the finish as when they were first turned loose by the mechanics
 Bill GeriG, The Republican mai clerk. riding his first track race, as tonished everybody. Straddlins old Blue. the famous winner of so many classic events. he rapidly acquired the knack of hitting the corners, and or more than one occasion gave BoidC and O'Connell good rubs on the bends He. too. had his troubles. While run ming third in the middle of the hour he fouled a spark plug. He came drag ging into the pits, crying huge tear: of rage and it is to be feared. expend ing some breath in news5oy swear words. When he got started again with new spark plug in place of tho cid. he rapidly overlook Boido, ant followed the desert race winner fol twenty miles, hanging on as if for hi: souls sake. EverybOdy's hat came of to the plucky infant. He is conceded to be as good now, as Boido, that othel younEster, two years ago. when th' fast track stuff first began to talk hold with the Phoenix public.
 Technically, Crevistons ride was th' cleverest-he had both experience ant q speedier mount to aid him. Boid' rode conservatively, while O'Connell who nosed the Injun rider out by ; scant twenty yards on the south turn varied from frantic bursts of speed t' dsinterested touring. Gerig's rid was the widest. Crandall rode nor like veteran than he has ever riddel before. Sellner just made one of thos good, old reliable grinds, that mad him famous when he took second bacl of Don JoEns in the 100- miller q yea ago. Butler couldn't be doped, be cause he had slow hack, and had t be careful He displayed considerabl head in one or two tight places.