PHANTOM TRANSPORT

It was death to ride on Scraghorn Mountain—death dealt out by a phantom monster roaring down the super highway. EIGHT hundred miles east of the roaring Pacific coast line a gigantic test truck careened up a slow grade on the Trans-World Highway. The enormous solid body of the truck bounced easily between humming lines of shock-proof tires. High in the air above the forward wheels two grim faced men hunched over the controls.