Most of the Teenie Weenies believed that Gogo was the champion Teenie Weenie roller skater, but a few of the little people thought the Dunce was just as good. The Dunce loudly agreed with those few and he did considerable boasting about his skating.

"You can't prove your skating ability by talkin'," said the Turk after listening to the Dunce's appreciation of his own skating. "If you want to decide who is the champion skater you'll have to hold a race."

The idea of a roller skating race appealed to the little folk and they set about making arrangements. They dragged a big cardboard box cover under some bushes for a rink and Gogo and the Dunce went into training. They skated every spare minute in order to get themselves in condition for the contest. The Dunce announced that he was going on a strict diet in order to be fit for the race. He didn't eat a single doughnut in over a week, which was a great surprise to the Teenie Weenies because the Dunce almost never denies himself anything in the way of good food.

A day was set for the race, but before it could be held a great storm covered the rink with snow. It was then decided to hold the race in one of the big houses whose owners were usually away during the day. One morning the Teenie Weenies went to a house on the lane, but they found the floor was too rough for Teenie Weenie roller skating. Then they climbed up onto a dining table that stood in the room. There were a number of dishes on the table, including a big plate which the Teenie Weenies decided would make a fine track for the race.

While the Dunce and Gogo put on their tiny skates, the Sailor scraped up some dried egg yolk from the plate and made a mark on the rim. "Now you fellows get ready," said the Sailor. "The first man to cross this egg mark after skating around the rim of the plate 10 times will be the champion."

After several false starts, the race finally got under way. The little skaters fairly flew around the plate, and each time one of them passed the egg mark, the Sailor, who was sitting in the center of the plate, made a mark on a tiny piece of paper.

It was a mighty close race for a few rounds but finally Gogo pulled ahead and won by half a plate. To everyone's surprise, the Dunce seemed happy.

"Oh, boy! I'm glad this race is over," he grinned. "Now I'm through dieting and I'm gonna fill up on doughnuts." He hurried home and ate every last crumb in the doughnut thimble.