Google Maps was ruining my drives — so I kicked it to the curb

The other day I drove from the tip of Michigan’s Lower Peninsula to Marquette in the Upper Peninsula.It was about a three-and-a-half-hour drive through the wilderness. It’s not a terribly confusing trip — there’s about nine turns total, and I’ve made it many times. So I didn’t bother to summon my usual co-pilot — the always reliable Google Maps.When I was a kid, my parents drove us from Michigan to California using a paper map. It probably took a little longer, with a much vaguer ETA.No phone at...