I wonder if this story is true. several people have told me that its and autobiography and several have told me that it's not. there are some really cool illustrations of the authors hallucinations. They're really sloppily drawn, kind of like a chicken scratch drawing from a third grader, but they're really cool. I wonder if that's what tripping is like.

The author seems very miserable... he is constantly on drugs to the point where he cant function. like when they're driving to Vegas he has to stop because he sees a flock of bats. also when he gets to the Mint hotel, he thinks that everyone is a reptile and the blood is all over the ground. I have read over a hundred pages and he is not sober in a single scene. they are also constantly paranoid about something, for example when they go to the motor cycle race, everyone has a gun, which scares them so they leave.

I think whats happening is that hes a journalist who's supposed to be writing about the Mint motorcycle race but i can't be quite sure. the authors writing style is very quirky and a Little hard to fallow. Allot like Kurt Vonnegut. He focuses on details and quirks that aren't really all that necessary to the story. he also uses amusing analogy's like "it was like trying to cover a swim meet in an Olympic sized pool filled with talcum powder instead of water.