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Published: January 9th 2012
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On arrival at Washington Airport, I took delivery of an impressively large and sharp-looking red Pontiac, definitely an upgrade from what I had booked. I drove this diagonally south-west across Virginia and (without adequate maps) down into Tennessee, at one past Dollywood.
On Easter Saturday, it seemed like a good idea to get back to Virginia, so I had a day of driving the longest distance I’ve ever done (beating Warwick to Arbroath the previous autumn by 6 miles).
At the north end of North Carolina, a pebble flicked up from a vehicle in front and I watched as it sped towards my windscreen. Had the glass given way, I wouldn’t be writing this! In the event a small crack appeared at one edge of the screen and I drove on. Overnight it snowed and by the time I scraped my screen the following day, the cracks were plural and significant. On Easter Monday I traded my Pontiac for a still large but sadly very unstylish Chevrolet.
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