The next morning Art gets up and goes home, the bandages still on his eyes. On the plane to Akron, against doctor's orders, he pulls the bandages off. "Don't want to scare June," he says. On Saturday, with June at his side, Arfons—despite his wounded eyes—somehow manages to watch the Notre Dame-Michigan State game on television.
This is not the end of the story. The world land-speed record is still Breed-love's, but it is not safe. Arfons will be back again, as soon as he can assemble a new Monster.
"I know June's against it," he says. "And it will take a little while to get her all calmed down. But...."
He shrugs, like a man who aches all over.
"Well, damn. I got this other jet engine in my garage, and...."