Dirt track duel - at 150 miles per hour! Whitey came charging down the banked turn, his tires screaming, heading straight for Jose. Maybe he hoped to frighten Jose into going for the brakes. But Jose held his ground and floored his right foot. The crash must have been heard all over the county. Jose, fighting for control, went sliding up the bank and into one of the support posts. Whitey wasn't so lucky. The black car went through the fence, end over end, and the ambulance began to wail...