10
Jul
In my ten years on the road I never got two hundred dollars ahead, and I ran up a long list of places I didn’t need to see again. Evenings fell hard in those scraping-by towns. You could chart my lack of progress by the cars I drove: a Sidekick, an Escort, a Protégé, a Kadett, an Aspire, a Justy, and for six awful months, a Flurry, one of the most entry-level cars ever made by a Big Three manufacturer.
The Enthusiast | Charlie Haas
