When It’s Time To Drive a Boring Car

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I was driving home from a holiday dinner last week on Sauvie’s Island, about 15 miles from downtown Portland. The country road I was on was unlit, two-lane and winding. It was raining, but not heavily. The road presented no challenges to the modern car I was driving. Cocooned by the touch-screen nav system, the heated seats, automatic climate control and powerful high beams, I motored along above the 45 mph speed limit and didn’t think much about the actual driving experience. While I was adjusting the satellite radio, I flashed back to driving my second sports car, a 1958 MGA. […]