faithful old emily crashes from her holder onto the floor of the car, sputters her next directions, and collapses. in a blink, we lose:
1. the direction!
2. the shape of the road ahead!
3. the distance we have traveled!
4. the time to our destination!
oh no!
i've forgotten how to navigate by the printed map, or driving directions, or human help.
postscript.
fortunately HOM manages to resuscitate her. he is a man of many talents.
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