A miniature silver car sits beside a curled dry root on a cracked desert plain. — Original artwork

Old elephants limp off to the hills to die; old Americans go out to the highway and drive themselves to death with huge cars.

Hunter S. Thompson

This place is giving me the Fear.

Hunter S. Thompson

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 lightheaded; maybe you should drive....' And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full

Hunter S. Thompson