On Monday, I drove from Thunder Bay, Ontario to Medicine Hat, Alberta - a distance of about 1750 kilometers. My only stops were Winnipeg, Manitoba and Regina, Saskatchewan, for food and fuel. Not bad for a day’s drive.
I once drove from Cleveland, OH to Tampa, FL in 16 hours. It is a distance of about 1,200 miles(1,931 km). All I did was stop for gas and nothing else. It is a personal record I am proud of. It usually takes me 18 to 20 hours to do that drive.
My personal record is Birch Bay, Washington to Peoria, Arizona (near Phoenix). 1,616 miles (2,600 km) in 27 hours ‘non-stop’ except for food, fuel, and lavvy. (Average speed: 96.3 km/h or 59.85 mph.)
Was a urinal part of this plan? Cuz you didn’t mention pee-pee breaks. WARNING:
don’t hold your urine too long, it’s acidic and will reflux from your bladder back up into your kidneys and kill them.
That’s about the same for me. I’ve done Haines City, FL to Chicago, IL in 17 hours, at about the same distance. Problem was, I started the drive after already being up for about 7 hours (wanted to catch one spring training game before I left.) Not that being up for 24 hours is a big deal (my personal record is 50), but while operating a motor vehicle, I don’t think it’s really prudent.
On tour once, we did a straight run from Baltimore to Key West in 21 hours. Only stopped twice, at South of the Border in SC and in Miami. The rest of the time we used wide-mouth Mountain Dew bottles for relief.
My personal best is Seedro Wooley, Washington to Yucaipa, California. Driveway to driveway it was 1302 miles, and I covered it in slightly less than 18 hours. Pee and petrol breaks were as needed, but no resting. I was seeing flying dinosaurs by the time I got home. 
Devil’s Tower, Wyoming to Little Rock, Arkansas. I don’t really know how long it took because time had no meaning to me after a while.
About an hour west of Madison, WI to Ithaca, NY.
About 960 miles. 14 hours.
I could have done a thou, but I got where I was going.
Boca Raton, FL to North Caldwell, NJ: 1,256 miles in just less than 24 hours, including pee breaks and a short nap in Virginia.
Oh, and I was driving a 1992 Hyundai Excel with absolutely no brakes.
I have at least two big ol’ one-day trips like this. I’m a glutton for punishment. That, and I’m the Road Warrior - I hate to stop until I’m there. Well, unless the whole point of the trip is just kicking around. In both of these cases, time was limited, and I wanted to spend as little of it on the road as possible.
North Conway, NH to Montgomery, AL - ~1400 miles. I was living in DC at the time, and went to visit a friend in NH, immediately before going home to Montgomery for Christmas.
Buffalo, NY to St. Paul, MN - ~1400 miles. We started in NY, crossed over into Canada, and drove along the northern edges of the Great Lakes all the way to Thunder Bay. We found out when we got there that some HUUUUUGE fishing competition was happening all up and down the western shore of Superior. There was not a single room to be found between the US/Canada border and Minneapolis/St. Paul. I was literally hallucinating by the time a kindly hotel clerk at a St. Paul Holiday Inn took pity on us and let us sleep on cots in a hotel conference room.
I have a friend who did a one-day trip from Tuscaloosa, AL to Moab, UT - about 1700 miles. Insane.
Grand Junction, Co indirectly to Denton, Tx driving all night after a full day of packing and cleaning. Roughly 1200 miles in… heck… I have no memory as to what time I arrived.
Navarre FL to Quinton VA - 870 miles in 14 hours in an Acura Integra (OH MY ACHING BACK!)
My ex-wife and I were minutes away from a murder/suicide.
Baltimore Maryland to St. George South Carolina and back. Only stopping for gas, restrooms, and to drop my best friend at her home in SC. Round trip was about 1100 miles.
Really??
I once drove from Eastern NE to Eastern NC - about 1,380 miles (2208KM) stopping only when I needed gas about every ~400 miles.
Earlier this year, I did a 16 hour stretch from South Australia to Western Australia, across the Nullarbor Plain. However, this was with two drivers, so we could take turns driving and napping. We also stopped for regular food breaks. We’d been on the road for six weeks at this time, so our driving routine was already planned.
Honestly, I’m more than a little disturbed at some people in this thread who seem quite happy to put their own lives and those of other road users in danger. People, driving for more than a few hours without stopping for a break is flat-out dangerous. Driving until you’re so tired you’re hallucinating is a great way to get yourself a manslaughter charge. It’s just not cool.
Got you way beat: Vancouver to Atlanta, 3,050 miles (by heading East along the Trans-Canadian Highway, or whatever it is called, then turning right somewhere near Winnipeg) in 60 hours (including all sleep and eating time).
When? I left on 9/11/01. I had originally intended to fly, of course.
I have done a number of long days, all on my motorcycle.
The longest one day has been 1,532 miles in just under 24 hours.
The second longest was just over 1,300 in 24. I have a number of days that are over 1,000 miles.
I’m also crazy enough that I’ve done ~4,000 miles in around four days coming from DC out to Devil’s Tower and back home again. I made stops in Iowa and Minnesota along the way. I did the same thing over five days the next year except I went out to Glaicer National Park instead. I was trying to see all the lower 48 by motorcycle and now I’ve done it.
I made St. Louis, MO to Burbank, CA in 27-28 hours. Twice. I was delivering cars for an acquaintance ($1000 plus two plane tickets and expenses.) I figure I must have stopped 6-8 times for fuel and quick pee break, giving me an average of just below 70 mph.
Ah, to be sixteen again. :dubious:
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No breaks other than the two I mentioned, and of course Medicine Hat when I stopped for the night. I made a point of not drinking too much specifically for this reason. That day wasn’t so bad, but yesterday during the rest of the trip to Vancouver, I had to stop to take a leak at Roger’s Pass. Kind of frustrating, really. I hate to stop when I don’t need fuel.