Asphalt Asylum: The Dark Roads to Light

I didnt squander my youth on responsibility. That thought came to me in the summer of 1978 as I leaned over a pool table in a subterranean pub while lining up a shot. Several months before that shot Id returned from hitchhiking seven-thousand-miles alone. Desperate to shed my constant anger disdain and self-loathing I left on that trek hoping that somewhere I might find sense of peace. I had no idea what to expect or even where I was going but the journey changed me in ways I could never have imagined.Hop in; lets go for a ride.