By Trevor Hoyle
During his lengthy, late-night drives alongside the motorways of england - via Manchester, London and the South Lancashire mill cities - our narrator falls sufferer to a chain of psychoses. quickly those common landscapes are not any longer what they appear, taking up a nightmarish caliber as he descends into memory and doubt, and the target international crumbles to dirt in his arms.
The guy Who Travelled on Motorways is a cult vintage, the 1st novel to take advantage of the mystique of toll road shuttle - the realities, unrealities and fantasies that take over the brain of the long-distance motive force - from award-winning novelist Trevor Hoyle.
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