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turn. Since their bridgehad been destroyed, Dr. Carbles said that all they needed to do was drive their car through the maze to win.
    â€œWatch and learn from the masters,” Morgan Brocklebank told me as she picked up her remote control and pushed the ON button.
    Nothing happened.
    She fiddled with the remote.
    â€œWhat’s the matter?” asked Dr. Carbles.
    â€œThe Dirkmobile won’t start,” she said. “It must have been damaged when that wall fell on it.”
    â€œI’m sorry,” said Dr. Carbles, “but if your car won’t start, you lose this round; and the winner of the Brain Games is . . . Ella Mentry School!”

    â€œYay! We win!” We were all jumping up and down.
    â€œThat’s not fair!” shouted Morgan Brocklebank. “They cheated! A.J. ran his car into the wall on purpose!”
    â€œI did not,” I said. “I have no control over the Death Machine.”
    â€œYou’re a liar!” she shouted.
    At that moment, the most amazing thing in the history of the world happened.Morgan Brocklebank grabbed my remote control out of my hands and started pushing buttons. But she must have pushed the wrong button, because the rocket on the roof of the Death Machine fired!
    It flew across the stage!
    And it slammed right into the back of the Dirkmobile!
    We all thought that was hilarious, until something even more amazing happened.
    â€œWhat’s that smell?” asked Miss Brown.
    â€œIt smells like cow farts,” said Dr. Carbles, wrinkling up his nose.
    â€œIt’s methane!” shouted Morgan Brocklebank. “Your dumb rocket must have hit our fuel tank!”

    â€œThe Fartmobile could blow any second!” I shouted.
    â€œRun for your lives!” shouted Neil.
    Everybody was yelling and screaming and shrieking and hooting and hollering and freaking out as we ran out of the auditorium. Parents and kids were climbing all over each other to get out of there before the Fartmobile exploded. Somebody called 911, and by the time wegot out on the street, the fire engines had arrived.
    Luckily, Dirk School didn’t burn down, and nobody was hurt. As we waited for the bus to take us back to school, Miss Brown gathered us around her.
    â€œCongratulations,” she said. “I told you we could win!”
    â€œI’m really sorry about what happened with the Death Machine,” I said to her. “It was an accident.”
    â€œHey, anybody can build a car that runs on cow farts and drive it around a maze,” she replied. “It takes creativity to ram a pencil sharpener car into a wall and make the other team attack their own car with a rocket.”

    Well, that’s pretty much what happened at the Brain Games. I can’t wait until weleave for our trip to PizzaWorld. Until then, maybe a truck full of lightbulbs will fall on Andrea’s head. Maybe Miss Brown will start walking on her feet like a normal person. Maybe the Death Machine will run over Emily again. Maybe they’ll start putting rocket launchers on car roofs. Maybe I’ll make up more garbage poems. Maybe Tommy will stop picking his nose. Maybe Mr. Klutz will stop calling Dr. Carbles Walrus Face. Maybe they’ll have seesaw wrestling at the Brain Games next year. Maybe those Dirk dorks will build a new Fartmobile.
    But it won’t be easy!

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    MY WEIRDEST SCHOOL #3: MISS BROWN IS UPSIDE DOWN! Text copyright © 2015 by Dan Gutman. Illustrations copyright © 2015 by Jim Paillot. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the nonexclusive, nontransferable right to access and read the text of this e-book on-screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse-engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic