#speed adventure

[lets-noureddine-kossale-blog]

Car racing

[seattlemysterybooks]

philsp.com

January 1945 issue

cover art by H.J. Ward?

Hugh B. Cave, “No Man’s Island"

Anonymous, “The Great American Hell-Hole”

Victor Rousseau, “Swords for Florence"

Laurence Donovan, “Life Begins at Murder"

Lew Merrill, “Get Your Man!"

Clive Trent, “The Brides of Coco Island"

Max Neilson, “No Range for a Lady"

Seattle Mystery Bookshop

[seattlemysterybooks]

philsp.com

January 1944

cover art by H.J. Ward

[cadymackenzie-blog]

Speed Adventure || Cady and OPEN

She had never been snowmobiling.  Of course, before this week, she had never been skiing or snowboarding or sledding.  But she had thoroughly enjoyed doing each of those things so far this week, and one glance at the snowmobiles told her she would enjoy that at least as much, if not more.  Cady supposed this might surprise some people.  After all, she was quiet and unassuming.  And sometimes even overcautious and nervous.  But she was only overcautious around other people.  And these days, boredom tended to be her worst enemy.  She liked adventure.  Snowmobiling sure looked like adventure, so after getting ready in the morning, she had wasted no time in making her way outside and towards the snowmobiles, not caring if anyone else was even taking part.

She groaned when she saw that there had to be safety instruction first, but stayed and listened politely, because Cady knew better than to not.  Besides, she'd still be able to do it after.  Except then the instructor said she needed a partner, and wouldn't be able to go alone.  She sighed.  She had gotten up quite early.  But surely someone else from the Wasteland would want to go with her.  She just hoped someone would get here soon.  In the meantime, she examined the available snowmobiles, zeroing on the child-size bikes the instructor had pointed her too, and sighing again.  They were tiny.  And meant for kids under twelve or so.  Except she was about the height of a twelve year old.  Her kingdom for forever hating the Hendersons for screwing over her body's growing ability.  Whatever.  She looked through the available bikes and settled on a bright blue one, though not before noticing an awesome looking black snowmobile, made for people over twelve, but still, it looked awesome.  But the instructor was looking, so for now, she settled against the smaller blue one to wait for someone else to arrive.