February 1956, middle of the night, somewhere between New Mexico and Texas. On the mythical Route 66, a line bus travels hard in the cold, the lighthouses pull out a tunnel of light in the glacial darkness. At the wheel, an experienced car driver, John Erone, feels that something is wrong, without even knowing why. That night, his usual journey between Tucumcari, New Mexico, and Amarillo, Texas, is no longer routine. The wind rises, the gusts st…
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February 1956, middle of the night, somewhere between New Mexico and Texas. On the mythical Route 66, a line bus travels hard in the cold, the lighthouses pull out a tunnel of light in the glacial darkness. At the wheel, an experienced car driver, John Erone, feels that something is wrong, without even knowing why. That night, his usual journey between Tucumcari, New Mexico, and Amarillo, Texas, is no longer routine. The wind rises, the gusts st…