The trick isn't to go slowly, the trick is to go fast enough and not worry. Floor it, hang on and turn up the music to drown out the "road noise."
If you're lucky, the grinding crunch of rocks and thumping of bunnies will be in time with the beat, that is, if you're truly in tune with the universe.
It seems like legit advice, the Dali Lama told me himself one day whist sipping strong chai.
"I knew it was wrong, but I did it anyway."
Jesus fuckhole, what the fuck was that?
"Playa dust might be the cleanest, most corrosive filth you'll ever love," Savannah said.
Danger is funny