OUT OF CONTROL The bus was going fast now. Several fancy cars with radar detectors blasted past them, going about ninety. Larry idly glanced around the inside of the bus, then up at the bus driver. That was when it happened. As he watched, Mrs. Blackman looked down--then slowly fell sideways, her hands still gripping the steering wheel. Larry's mouth flew open. Before he could move, the whole bus swerved to the right. His book bag shot off the seat onto the floor, and he was thrown halfway out into the aisle. A chorus of shrieks went up as the other kids slid out of their seats. Horns blared and tires screeched as cars swerved to keep from slamming into them. The kids screamed in terror. They were going over fifty miles per hour with no one at the wheel!