Okay, here's the memory of being westbound on old Route 66, just this side of Holbrook and a lone car is cresting the horizon coming our way. I don't know if you can tell from here but it's a '52 Plymoth. Remember in those days the center lines were yellow and all those dark spots on both side of the medium are droppings from leaky transmissions. Those old highways had stains worse than a baby's three-day-old diaper."Gallup, New Mexico, Flagstaff, Arizona, don't forget Winona, Kingman, Barstow, San Bernadine. . ."
—Bobby Troup, Get Your Kicks on Route 66
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