Excerpt from Ray Bradbury's "Fahrenheit 451", copyright 1950.... [Guy Montag walks Clarisse McClellan home] "I sometimes think drivers don't know what grass is, or flowers, because they never see them slowly," she said. "If you showed a driver a green blur, Oh yes! he'd say, that's grass! A pink blur! That's a rose garden! White blurs are houses. Brown blurs are cows. My uncle drove slowly on a highway once. He drove forty miles an hour and they jailed him for two days. Isn't that funny, and sad, too? ...My uncle was arrested another time - did I tell you? - for being a pedestrian." - The New York Times says "Frightening in its implications... Mr. Bradbury's account of this insane world, which bears many alarming resemblances to our own, is fascinating." - Success Machine says "Its not safe to ride my bike in Toronto. It's not safe to drive a small car on freeways with 18-wheelers. How can our transportation system survive an oil shortage if smaller cars and lower speeds cannot be accomodated safely or legally?"