Come to Nevada to observe how drivers manage to kill themselves on perfectly straight freeways going via desert with no trees and no obstacles on the sides.
Come to Nevada to observe how drivers manage to kill themselves on perfectly straight freeways going via desert with no trees and no obstacles on the sides.
Come to Nevada to observe how drivers manage to kill themselves on perfectly straight freeways going via desert with no trees and no obstacles on the sides.
Sometime in 1966, somewhere between Hawthorn and Reno, my mom was doing 90 mph in her brand new Ford Galaxy 500.
A few days later, car totaled, rear ended during a Bakersfield dust storm. Don’t drive with mom.