When Your Cell Phone Needs a Seat Belt. 

I grasped the uniquely knobby VW shifter, thrust it into passing gear, and slipped delicately within a nook tucked tightly between two 18-Wheelers, whose inhospitality quickly nudged me into the passing lane, the wide openness of which beckoned me on a swift westward journey across the State of Tennessee highways. With time abundant, I tossed my mobile tether to the passenger seat and summoned old friends, John Hiatt, Chris Knight and Robert Earl Keen, to keep me company along the way.

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