RIDING SHOTGUN
May 17, 2021
4 minutes
By JESSICA B. HARRIS
I AM NOT A DRIVER. AS ONE WHO HAS SPENT HER entire adult life in New York City, I have never needed to know how to operate several tons of metal on an asphalt track. Now, however, after more than a year of sequester and confinement, I find myself wishing that long, long ago I had mastered the rules of the road. I muse back on good times spent riding shotgun or simply rolling along in the back seat without a worry about navigation or speed limits, with my eyes free to view the countryside and the roadside attractions.
As my mind goes over the multiple road trips I have taken, one keeps pushing itself to the top of the list. That
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