Tag Archives: Cars

Shooting Our Inner Reptiles

Posted on July 14, 2010 by Terry Taylor

Almost 4,000 feet above sea level: you can smell the horsepower from up here on its way from Michigan. A runway stretches across the top of this mountain in Bath County, Virginia. The road that ends at the door of a … Continue reading →

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The Meaning Of D.C. Traffic

Posted on April 9, 2010 by Terry Taylor

Saying that Washington, D.C. has a traffic problem is like saying Angelina Jolie has huge lips. It is too obvious to even utter. But if you spend time in it, you begin to realize some patterns that lend prescience to … Continue reading →

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The Holes Of Winter

Posted on February 15, 2010 by Terry Taylor

The snow in Virginia continues. People who live in places like Chicago, Boston and Minneapolis see this yearly, and scoff at our confusion and school closings. But, to bastardize the phrasing of Scotty on Star Trek, Virginia is not built … Continue reading →

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Racing To Change

Posted on March 19, 2008 by Terry Taylor

When I was a kid in Montgomery, Alabama, my dad took me to the Montgomery International Speedway on Saturday nights to watch men like Donnie and Bobby Allison race Red Farmer and maybe some shade-tree mechanics from Prattville or Wetumpka … Continue reading →

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Low Tech High Tech

Posted on March 23, 2007 by Terry Taylor

Not too many blogs ago, I wrote about wooden memory sticks made of actual twigs. Shop class meets IT as cold steel and plastic give way to soft wood. It’s happening more and more to some very un-wooden things. Tweet … Continue reading →

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The Curse of the Buick From Hell

Posted on December 8, 2006 by Terry Taylor

Kaboom! They all heard it. The ever-ready preschool teachers who escorted children from their cars crouched like trained detectives in the line of fire as the echo bored through the drop-off lane and ricocheted off the bricks of the brightly … Continue reading →

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Backwards circles

Posted on November 15, 2006 by Terry Taylor

It was the faint, humid end of a summer day. Mosquitos rose from cooling puddles and visited legs and necks and arms. The sun had just snuck down behind the warehouses across the highway when the car got loose from … Continue reading →

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The Road Of Fear

Posted on July 21, 2006 by Terry Taylor

Blogging from Maui: The following is a series of blogs from Terry’s vacation in Hawaii The road that passes through the ravines and cliffs and skyscraperish, barn-shaped mountains near Kahakuloa is far past the “state-maintained” section, and appears only as … Continue reading →

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Bridges and More Bridges

Posted on June 16, 2006 by Terry Taylor

There would be no roads in southern Louisiana without bridges. We left New Orleans, crossing Lake Pontchartrain. It is still raining as we drive the 24-mile-long bridge across this lake that is so big we can’t see the shore when … Continue reading →

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Motorist UnAssistance

Posted on June 14, 2006 by Terry Taylor

We stand beside the road looking at the flat tire as cars and 18-wheelers fly by so fast the wind shoves us away from the road. We see the man in the Volvo 100 yards back hit the same piece … Continue reading →

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500 miles of flat – and then we get one.

Posted on June 13, 2006 by Terry Taylor

Headed south toward New Orleans. We have driven for days mostly below the ankle of Louisiana’s boot. Almost every road is a long bridge through hundreds of miles of flat land rowed with undulating waves of sugar cane. Massive plumes … Continue reading →

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