“We ran along for miles on the squirmy trail, just two packed tracks for our wheels, curving around through the sagebrush. Suddenly we felt a tremendous bump at the front and immediately the entire front end and radiator were aimed at an angle toward the ground. I got out to look things over. It was an awful-looking sight to behold! The front wheels were spread wide apart as if they never wanted to have anything to do with each other and certainly had no intention of working in harmony again.”

Excerpted from the book “Veil, Duster and Tire Iron” by Alice Huyler Ramsey (1961).