At 11:30 a. m. one day last week, a 31-year-old millionaire named Howard Hughes was eating a combination breakfast and luncheon in Los Angeles. To this oilman-cineman-aviator came a telephone report that weather was fine all the way across the continent. Cramming a last mouthful Howard Hughes dashed out to Burbank, where for three days a stock model Northrop "Gamma" with a special engine had been waiting with 700 gallons of gasoline aboard. Stopping neither to get food nor to tell anyone but his timer that he was out to add the...
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