She handles through turns like a dancer with the spirit of a sports car and the mileage of a miser. Her flanks show dings from parking lot encounters, and her roof is a quilt of dents from hail and scratches from hauling a canoe. She suffered the indignity of a salvage title. And her Pontiac brand has been put to death. Through it all, she has crossed a major threshold. Look for the new book, “Souls Along the Road” in 2018.