Arizona republican., 1919-05-03
.JOY RIDING IN \
 HU0SE BUSTING.
 NRIPPET TANK
How It Feels to Be Shut Up in a Steel Box as It Smashes Through Walls and Then Crawls Out from the Wreck.

As feature Of the parade which started at the station and wound it's way through the business streets to the srandstand on First avenue, the whip pet tank hesitated on Adams street long enough to demoush 9 building at the corner on Third street. Many hun dreds of people saw the show, which was just as advertised.
 The tank did a thorough job, carry iug portion Of the roof of the build ing away on it's back. Then il pro- cceded to the grandstand where the naval band gave a short program and brief speeches were gwen and there was entertainment for the crowd.
 How does it feel to ride in the tur- ret of a whippet tank while she walks through a building like knife cutting oheese2
 Weu, it feels like being a component part of an irresistible force. The sen sation is that of power that nothing can stop, of an unlimited brute force, under perfect control that could go anywhere and override any obstacle, no matter what.
 Noise is Terrific
 The nose is terrific, it sounds like six boiler factories full of pneumatic riveting hammers. all going at once. With the doors all closed it is as i'm possible for the men inside the tank to converse as if they were miles apart instead of being within a foot of each other. Signals are given by the man in the turret touching the driver on the shoulder, right or left, to indicate the direction desired. Sergeant Earl, in charge of the tank, says that one does not hear bullets striking the tank, but knows when they strike by myriad of sparks that spring from the wall inside whenever a highpower bullet hits tho outside.
 The driver was Albert c. Wright who spent two months in the tanI raining camp in France, but regretted that the war ended too soon for him tC get to the front.
 He sat on a pad right down on thJ floor in the front end with the controls in reach of his hands on both sides anC of his feet in front With the doors closed. and only tiny slits left to admit light and to see through. the interior was almost entirely dark, so dark that the movements of the driver could Dc but dinly discerned.
 Mighty Hot Inside
 Sitting on the gunners seat, a wide web strap hung hammockWise from both sides of the turret, with shoulder braced against the rapid firer to keen it from swinging over and knocking himi off into the bottom of the tank one could see through the sits all that transpired outside,-uptil about ter tons of 'dobe fell on the turret, and then nothing could be seen until the dust cleared.
 When Wright drove the tank up tc the old adobe and started through there was not the least jar she just went through as easily as if there had been nothing there. With no apparent effort she turned and climbed througf again and again, still with that sensa. tion of unlimited power. It was hot dreadfuEy hot inside those steel walls and the dust was so thick that thos, inside were compelled to hold theil oreaths like divers.
 Bat there is nothing scary about it When she rose up at an angle tha seemed to threaten her with rollin, over backward, or tipped down in manner that seemed certain to bur, her nose beyond recovery, the feelin, wasa simply one of such confidence il