<h2><SPAN name="COACHING_FROM_THE_SIDE-LINES" id="COACHING_FROM_THE_SIDE-LINES">COACHING FROM THE SIDE-LINES</SPAN></h2>
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<p>Thanks to the roadside advertisements, driving a car has become as easy
as playing a pianola. You just watch the instructions that appear along
the edge, and regulate your levers and pedals accordingly. Thus, when
you see:<br/><br/></p>
<p class="css">DANGEROUS<br/>
CURVE</p>
<p class="bssc">Sound Raspon<br/><br/></p>
<p>—you reach instinctively for the button of your electric horn. Later,
seeing:<br/><br/></p>
<p class="css">SHARP DESCENT</p>
<p class="bssc">Apply Eureka Non-Slip-able
Brake<br/><br/></p>
<p>—you comply gracefully. A mere twist of the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</SPAN></span> wrist or dislocation of
the ankle does the trick.</p>
<p>He that reads may run. Any man who has ever watched an organist pull out
stops and push them in again can become a motor virtuoso. Any woman
accustomed to following instructions in cutting out a dress pattern, can
grasp the idea as easily as, when told to, she grasps the lever which
operates <cite>Bingo's Northpolean Radiator Cooler</cite>. It is so simple that it is
imbecile.</p>
<p>Every peculiarity of the route is heralded. All its little
irregularities, its deviations from straightness, its bad declines and
sudden uppishnesses, even the small faults which an easy-going person
would overlook, are held up sternly in warning.<br/><br/></p>
<p class="css">GUSTY CORNER</p>
<p class="bssc">Raise Breez-o Extension Wind-Shield<br/></p>
<hr />
<p class="css">SANDY STRETCH</p>
<p class="bssc">Spray Gears With Anti-Grit<br/></p>
<hr />
<p class="css">PUDDLES</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</SPAN></span></p>
<p class="bssc">Apply Splashol Emergency Mud-Guard<br/></p>
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<p class="css">RAILROAD CROSSING</p>
<p class="bssc">Put Ear To Locomotive Detectaphone<br/></p>
<hr />
<p class="css">DANGEROUS BOULDER</p>
<p class="bssc">Before Ramming This Make Sure<br/>
Achilles Collision Buffer Is<br/>
Properly Adjusted<br/></p>
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<p class="css">VILLAGE SPEED TRAP</p>
<p class="bssc">Apply Backfire With Ready Constable Exterminator<br/><br/></p>
<p>Occasionally, as a relief from the faults of the road, its favorable
points are dwelt on. Thus,<br/><br/></p>
<p class="css">MOUNTAIN VIEW</p>
<p class="bssc">Enjoy it Through Auto-Flex Non-Refractory Goggles<br/><br/></p>
<p>In general, however, the emphasis is upon the perils of the way, as—<br/><br/></p>
<p class="bssc">Only 1 Mile to</p>
<p class="css">HOTEL SOAKUM<br/><br/></p>
<p>(Here no specific instructions are given, it being understood that the
accessory involved<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</SPAN></span>
is one's pocketbook and that the directions are:
"<cite>Open All the Way.</cite>")</p>
<p>The system has one drawback. The signs never fail, yet there is such a
thing as trusting them too implicity. I knew a man who, as the result of
trying to obey seven signs telling him to "<cite>Be Sure to Dine At</cite>" as many
different inns, stripped the lining of his esophagus. And I knew of
another man—a timid, earnest, nervous old gentleman—who depended on
signs so completely that one day, at a dangerous part of the road, being
suddenly confronted with the command:<br/><br/></p>
<p class="css">USE PLEXO<br/><br/></p>
<p>he fell into a panic. "Plexo, plexo!" he muttered in bewilderment.
"Where <em>is</em> the plexo lever? I can't find the plexo button! Something
terrible will happen unless I find it."</p>
<p>It did. As, with trembling fingers, he fumbled through the entire outfit
of attachments, he forgot to steer, and unluckily ran off the edge of a
precipice; so that he did not live to learn that plexo was a massage
cream.</p>
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