Should we keep this driver's journey going toward the or head straight for the Ice Roads ?
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The engine of my overloaded Kenworth roared, a guttural protest against the thin air of the . They call it "El Camino de la Muerte"—the Road of Death—and as the tires gripped the crumbling edge of a thousand-foot drop, I realized the name wasn't just marketing. Should we keep this driver's journey going toward
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I wasn’t hauling frozen peas or electronics today. I had twenty tons of construction equipment strapped to a flatbed, destined for a remote mining site in the Bolivian Andes. One side of the truck scraped against the jagged rock face; the other hovered over nothingness.