Another journey into the realm of the strange and terrifying.

I hope you will enjoy the trip that it will thrill you a little and chill you a little.

So settle back.

Get a good grip on your nerves.

Where are we going?

You'll find out when we get there.

You'll find out when we get there. Hile Silver!

A fiery horse of the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty, high old silver, the lone ranger. A fiery horse of the speed of light, a cloud of dust, and a hearty, high old silver, the lone ranger. All of the glamour of the Old West is brought back to us today

as the famous Lone Ranger, mystery rider of the plane,

urges the great force silver down the danger tales of long ago.

Listen to the tattoo of those silver-shot hoops.

The Loneanger rides again.

Come on, silver, old boy!

That's it, old fellow!

Run as you've never run before!

We're meeting on the trail ahead.

Are you, till you?

Away! That thunder of cannons was the signal for the start of the first thrilling ride of the Pony Express in the year 1860.

The route extended from Missouri to California. For two years, the most highly skilled young horsemen, and the fastest mount,

carried the mail across the country in record time.

Twenty-four hours a day the pony riders urged their fleet of little horses along the trail

at top speed.

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