"I owe you a ten-second car."
It's one of the great last lines in action film history, delivered perfectly by a laconic Paul Walker to a humbled Vin Diesel, back when The Fast and the Furious (2001) was about fast cars and asphalt and not nuke subs erupting out of ice sheets. Americans love their cars, trucks, mini-vans, time-traveling DeLoreans and motorized bicycles, and highways that kiss the horizon like Bacall kissed Bogart. I'd like to think it's all about that striving for the frontier, go-west mentality that promised something for everyone, from Dominic Toretto to the nameless Driver in Two-Lane Blacktop (1971).
This newly-paved stretch of road doesn't meet the horizon, but it's pretty damn straight and who knows what lies behind those beckoning hills? The answer to Today's Mystery Location tomorrow--or after I wind down the old 1970 Dodge Charger.