As a San Francisco co-national, it was inevitable— maybe it was even fair — that Anthony Boucher should be the first to snare the writing talents of Miriam Allen deFord for his publication. But it could not last. The girl was too good to keep...
Riding a ton of hell-roaring iron, fighting a crazy wheel for the inches that add up to a two-mile-a-minute finish, no man can afford to remember yesterday’s terror — if he wants to see today’s checkered...