Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

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 of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an our with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?"

 The word is that Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas is non-fiction.