To drive the old corpse roads at night is to invite odd possibilities. Unwanted passengers. Shucks caught in headlights. Hitting those zones of inexplicable power loss. Places where the radio begins to spit static and impossible voices.
To drive the old corpse roads at night is to invite odd possibilities. Unwanted passengers. Shucks caught in headlights. Hitting those zones of inexplicable power loss. Places where the radio begins to spit static and impossible voices.