Across America in the Ford Focus ST
It's one of TG magazine's greatest ever adventures: coast to coast across the US in the hot Ford. In five days...
Posted: 10 Oct 2013
We lingered in Martha’s for a couple of happy hours, ploughing our way through piles of syrup-slathered waffles and appalling coffee. I liked Martha’s: partly because it seemed a happy, simple corner of the world less consumed by the tendrils of ironic advertising, 24-hour news and viral campaigns, and partly because the owner refused to let us pay for our breakfast, but mainly because it wasn’t full of traffic cops and 35mph speed-limit signs.
Unlike Illinois. Illinois was dreadful: an endless stream of ugly industrial towns interspersed by truck-filled single roads. And traffic lights. Many traffic lights. It rained incessantly. We ate a lot of jerky. I discovered an exclusively jerky-based diet does dreadful things to your insides.