3 1/4 days.
I had a new job on the other side of the country starting in 4 days, and I had a big ol'Oldmobile that could only manage 55 on the highway to get me there. I loaded it with my stuff but left the passenger seat empty. The plan was I'd drive until I couldn't keep my eyes open and then pick up a hitch hiker and have them drive while I slept.
What can I say; I was young and not very smrt.
After 24 hours on the road I was fighting to keep my eyes open so picked up the next hitch hiker I saw that didn't look like a crazed psychopath. Ha ha the joke was on me because it turned out that he was on a weekend pass from the nut house and didn't have a diver license. But I didn't have the heart to kick him out, especially since we were rather in the middle of nowhere.
He rode with me for a full day. All the time droning on about TV shows he watched as a kid or dozing. I can still hear that monotone voice of his plodding through description of show after show. I have no idea how I managed to stay awake.
After he got out at some town I was somehow beyond tired and no longer needed to fight drifting off to sleep. But as I got closer to my destination strange things began to happen. For example I recall having a conversation with my best friend from back home as if he was in the back seat. He wasn't in the back seat and a part of me knew that but damn I was talking to him nonetheless. And then I became convinced that one of the tires had gone flat and I was riding on the rim. I'd stop and take a look and the tire would be fine. But after 5 minutes on the road again I'd become convinced the tire was riding on the rim.
It was dark when I finally approached my destination city, and raining. The freeway was busy and the head and tail lights looked like something out of that sequence from near the end of 2001 A Space Odyssey. The windscreen was just a blur of colors and to this day I don't know how I managed to not have a wreck. The whole undertaking was fantastically irresponsible and foolish of me.
I arrived and got about 6 hours sleep before having to go to my new job. I actually felt normal and the day was fine. Ah to be 20 and invincible again, eh?
I've never done hallucinogenics but I think I know what "tripping balls" feels like.
That's just autopilot at that point.
My dad had a brand new 1973 Olds 88.
Yeah I did NoDoz for several days driving to NYC from Texas.
I think mine was a '68. That 455 Rocket engine was a damned beast.
Very nice..
I bought a 68 Olds 98 for $200 from an old guy who didn't want to replace the starter. That heavy, big car with the 455 Rocket would just scream. It was fun driving a big 4 door family car and blowing the doors off of some Mustang or Camaro.
Are you from the UK or?
No, not the UK. Why do you ask?
You called your windshield a windscreen 💁🏻♂️
Damn son
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