"Hot ziggetty dog I kinder guess now Jack, we've been an' put the new cloud-chaser through every trick we've got up our sleeves-flopped her over on her back, righted her, to turn turtle again, done nose-dives an' Immelmann turns, made a shivery sixteen thousand foot ceilin' for altitude-an' now, after all this circus stunt business, we figger she's a real ship, queen o' the air-ways." "Perk, you never said truer words and I'm sure proud of the fact that our Big Boss up at Washington appreciated that little Florida job we put through last winter, so's to put us in charge of such a swell air craft." "Ginger pop we used to reckon our old crate some punkins at speedin', when real flyin' was needed but shucks with this cracker-jack boat we could make all kinds o' rings 'round the old bus or else my name ain't Gabe Perkiser."