“We were somewhere around Silverton on the edge of the koppie when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should mix...." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the pozzie, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to La La Land.”
