Hunter S. Thompson
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit light-headed; maybe you should drive..." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles and hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?"
