The Mesa Trail w/ Direct link technology(A Western Classic)

A RIBBON of winding road leads northeast from the pueblo of Domingo and the snaky Bajada hill where gray rocks lie thickly; it is a yellowish ribbon of road, sweeping over the gigantic mesa toward Santa Fe and the sweetly glowing Blood of Christ peaks great peaks of green spearing into the sky, whitecrested, and tipped with blood at sunset.
Along this ribbon of dusty yellow road was crawling a flivver. It was crawling slowly, in a jerky series of advances and pauses; as it crept along its intermittent course, the woman who sat behind the wheel was cursing her iron steed in a thorough and heartfelt manner.