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When I bought my '55 car (one of the Big Three), resplendent in chromium and sea-mist green, I covered the shiny part of the steering wheel with masking tape and painted the wiper arms flat black. A friend told me how to use wet sandpaper to eliminate the glare from the hood over the instrument panel...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Jan. 4, 1963 | 1/4/1963 | See Source »

...gifted director who works with confidence at epic elevation, and in Lawrence he also works with a sensitivity to form and color that he has never shown before-it is as if the desert, like a gigantic strap of white-hot steel, had burned away a northern mist that has always obscured his vision. Time and again the grand rectangular frame of the Panavision screen stands open like the door of a tremendous furnace, and the spectator stares with all his eyes into the molten shimmer of whitegolden sands, into blank incandescent infinity as if into...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The Spirit of the Wind | 1/4/1963 | See Source »

...London's inhabitants breathe nothing but an impure and thick mist accompanied with a fuliginous and filthy vapor, so that catharrs, phthisicks, coughs, and consumption are more in this city than the whole earth besides...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Great Britain: The Beautiful Cough | 12/14/1962 | See Source »

...amid groves of banana and banyan trees, then climbs steeply upward through forests of oak and pine to a 10,000-ft. summit. Here the path plunges dizzily downward to the supply base of Bomdi La on a 5,000-ft. plateau, and then zigzags skyward again to the mist-hung Se Pass at 13,556 ft. Above the hairpin turns of the road rise sheer rock walls; below lie bottomless chasms. Rain and snow come without warning, turning the path to slippery mud. Even under the best conditions, a Jeep takes 18 hours to cover the 70 miles...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: India: Never Again the Same | 11/30/1962 | See Source »

...gathering darkness hurtled a length of metal pipe. It struck a marshal on the side of the helmet, stunning him. That was enough. "Let 'em have it!" yelled Chief Marshal James McShane. "Gas!" Tear-gas guns went off with metallic whoomps, filling the air with blinding mist. The crowd screamed and retreated. But the battle had only begun...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The States: Though the Heavens Fall | 10/12/1962 | See Source »

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