America ain’t perfect, but damn if she isn’t beautiful. Is there any greater joy in life than taking in this beauty behind the wheel of an old car? Forget voting and the right to pontificate, this is freedom, man. Forgive us as we delve into the realm of sentimentality, but if you want a foolproof cure for every depressing day you’ll ever have, all you need is one nostalgic car and a journey thats at least 500 miles long. Then the next time you feel the weight of the world on your temples, just remind yourself of this experience. For this writer, his beautifully written adventures in a Toyota Corolla have stayed with him, even 30 years later. You can’t buy medicine like that. Makes us want to take the old wagon out for a spin.