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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 OF WHAT LOOKED LIKE HUGE BATS, ALL SWOOPING AND SCREECHING AND DIVING AROUND THE CAR, WHICH WAS GOING ABOUT A HUNDRED MILES AN HOUR WITH THE TOP DOWN TO LAS VEGAS. AND A VOICE WAS SCREAMING: "HOLY JESUS! WHAT ARE THESE GODDAMN ANIMALS?"
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