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Highways of Horror – Day VI – The Last Drive
You can’t beat me on the grade. You can’t beat me on the grade! David Mann – Duel As the old saying goes: “The last mile is the hardest mile.” In my case, it was the slowest mile and I had to put my car in full throttle… The morning hadn’t started out well: -10…
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Highways of Horror – Day V
We’re a thousand miles from nowhere, man, and it’s gonna get a hell of a lot worse before it gets any better! Windows – The Thing Persistent snow drifts. Sheets of ice. Car moving cross winds. Fog. Snow. White out conditions. My nine-hour drive from Rapid City, South Dakota to Butte, Montana has been one…
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Highways of Horror – Day IV
Don’t look for a reason. Look for a way out. Tagline – Cube The way out of Sioux Falls is straight west via Route 90. End goal: Rapid City, South Dakota. But there are traps along the way, tons of them… As I drive with the sun at my back and a real feel temperature…
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Highways of Horror – Day III
He had the eye of a vulture – a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold… Bela Lugosi – Extraordinary Tales Forgive my writing. By the time I get to these posts my brain is jelly, which means writing weaknesses shine through as I pounce on…
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Highways of Horror – Day II
A closed mind is the worst defense against the supernatural… If it happens to you, you’re liable to have that shut door in your mind ripped right off its hinges! Dr. John Markway – The Haunting Rolling from Mansfield, Ohio to Madison, Wisconsin. The sky is low. Oppressive. Immediately conjuring the horrors of films like 1963’s The…
