Napalm Sandwich is more about how the world treats us than how we want it. Ain't life a bitch! Mind you if I went through a fraction of Robert's life I believe I would be in permanent therapy. But then we can't all live in the fast lane, let alone cope with fast, aggressive oncoming traffic.

Perhaps it is best to let sleeping dogs lie, difficult I admit when you are not sure what the shape beneath the blanket is, Peke or Doberman. There was a fox with a frozen heart still trying to get the smell of napalm out of his nostrils and bears out of his mind. Perhaps Graham should have left well alone.

Sequel to Napalm Sandwich

Many of us may be disillusioned with life, if we are concerned enough we may even strive to make changes. Few would consider retreating into another dimension, especially one that may prove hazardous to our health, presuming we knew how. Richard found a way and thought he knew better. Fool that he was.

An adult thriller which proves that mental fantasy can scare you witless.

Somewhere out there is the Great Adventure waiting to lead us to fortune and glory. Of course most people miss the opportunity or fall by the wayside. Still if we envelop ourselves in an environment with such immense potential there are likely to be dangers. If so a decision is placed before us, a chance to gamble. In Robert's case it seemed like a simple alternative, normal life, or his death. Yet something in his blood, the thrill of the chase kept him going. Deeper into danger, closer to the edge. It had such a hold on him he just didn't know when to let go.