My family went on many the car trip when I was a kid - from the deserts of Colorado, New Mexico, Nevada & Texas, to the bang-your-head-on-a-wall-for-fun boredom of the straight shot through North Dakota. So my parents learned to stock a good supply of automobile entertainment. While I no longer have my 60's travel bingo cards, my tape recorder with a microphone (That made for some interesting old tapes containing literally hours of kid babble.), or my lap desk/pillow, I've still found ways to entertain myself and my husband on those 5 hour trips to the Twin Cities.


Clark Kent: We have to stop him! A Kryptonite man could destroy me!
Police Chief: What's that you say? Destroy you?
Clark Kent: I mean Superman! Yes... destroy Superman!
Or the strange medical practices of the city's doctors. Clark Kent and the Police Chief need to question a man who has just sustained third degree burns over 80% of his body and is more-or-less dead (He's not quite dead!).
Clark Kent: We've got to wake him up! Please doctor, you've got to revive him!
Doctor: Well, I'll see what I can do. Get me a rag and a bowl of hot water.
Note to self, don't wake up to find myself injured in Metropolis. When I last left Superman the Nazis were just about to succeed with the Atom Man and Clark Kent had finally changed into Superman. I'll let you know how things go. I expect there will be physical battles, and battles in Clark Kent's psyche to keep him from wearing his Superman uniform to work.
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