The Mystery of the Castaway Children — Kathryn Kenny

From the backseat of the Bob-White station wagon, Mart said sharply, “Watch it, Jim. Those headlights are coming awfully fast.”

Suddenly the whole interior of the wagon was flooded with light that blazed into Jim's eyes. “Shift that mirror!” he snapped at Trixie.

Trixie obeyed, and prayed silently. If anyone can get us out of this nightmare, Jim can…

“Don't slow down,” warned Brian. “He can't miss hitting us…”