Commander Cody & His Lost Planet Airmen: Hot Licks, Cold Steel and Truckers Favorites (Paramount)
Jonh Ingham, NME, 24 March 1973
IT WAS like driving through an infinite oven, the sun dancing in cool water-mirages across the four-lane asphalt. Wayne wiped the sweat from his brow. He could feel the bennies ebbing, and the rig felt twice as long as it really was. The invitation to pull in at the next truck shop was not ignored.
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