Had to go to Charleston yesterday. I thought about "driverless" cars on my drive down, and I can't imagine being on parts of 79 and letting a computer take control of the wheel.
Why not make it a day trip? Down I-79, then hit I-77 to Banner Elk, NC. and back. You could climb in the backseat and nap for the duration with no worries.
OP, there are probably kids in the Forensics Program at WVU who study old cases as practice, read about people being beaten to death with phones, once a common thing, and think "WTF"? Not only could you pound someone to a pulp with one of those beasts, you could strangle them at the same time with that heavy duty line cord and not have to worry about it breaking or pulling away from the wall. The receiver on the things would knock you cold when used as a club. People were known to use the monsters for self defense during break-ins and attempted forced entries. Even the dumbest crook didn't want to get bopped with one of the things. If it struck bone, it was breaking it.
The "compact" Princess phone probably came in at three pounds easy. It was advertised as "sleek". That meant it was easier for your Mom or sister to fling at your head. That's one way Mother's showed they loved you then.
Those home delivered papers are handy to have around since the Sears catalog went the way of dinosaurs. You country raised folks on the board know exactly what I'm talking about.
The women's underwear section of the Sears catalog was life saver when you got a little older, as was National Geographic. In the eons before internet porn, shopkeepers routinely said, "No kid, I'm not going to sell you Playboy this month, either! " I don't know how any guy made it through Junior High in those days without either the Sears catalog or NG? Now it's "Click, click, click, nekkid chicks!" You lucky lil' SOB's.