Tag Archives: GTO

LiTTLE GTO

I dream of 1969. The GTO is red. A blonde is behind the wheel. Her skin white. Untouched by summer. Spring on a highway heading south Florida in the distance. Her hand shifts to fourth. Her foot presses on the accelerator. Faster faster. Go GTO go. Her name is Dee Dee. She has too much […]

Flying Down the Highway 1972

In the summer of 1972 my friend Peter Gore and I hitchhiked from Boston to San Francisco. Both of us were longhairs. Rides came fast and ne driver had a Super B. Lucky drove 110mph from Omaha to Reno. Lucky dropped at the foothills of the Sierras. We stood on the highway for thirty minutes. […]