Review Unnerving Encounters on Roads at Night

You know, people always talk about how the open road represents freedom, that classic American dream of just you and the horizon, but after what happened back in April, I don’t see it that way anymore, because to me, the road is just a thin ribbon of asphalt stretched over a dark, hungry void that doesn’t care if you make it home or not. My name’s Mark, and I’m just a regular guy who spent too many years thinking that the worst thing that could happen at 2:00 a.m