Shell was the kick up the bum that Bones and me both needed. All of a sudden everything was an adventure again, like the time we first escaped from Central Avenue. Shell was a roly-smoking, law-breaking A-plus reject, and she had Bones and me going nuts for her right from the start. That was the hitch, basically. Because two's company, three's a maggot heap. The Passenger Seat is a story about friendship, sex and graffiti, about choice and destiny and the writing on the garage wall.
Used availability for Robert Corbet's The Passenger Seat
February 2000 : Australia Paperback