Read the paragraphs.Daniel could see all of Maple Street from his porch, and he marveled at the change. As a boy, he could see only three homes and the general store; now there were six shiny storefronts in his view. Where his pop had once hitched their wagon, his own automobile was parked. And his was not the only Model T in town. Those Detroit factories were filling the streets.In fact, he was starting to believe Henry Ford’s predictions as he watched his neighbors pack up their automobiles for their Sunday drives. They could probably reach Springfield by noon if they were so inclined, or perhaps they were heading to the country for a picnic. It did not seem to matter where people were going, as long as they were going fast.