The sun hangs low in the sky, The sun begins to set over the horizon, painting the sky with shades of orange and pink. casting long shadows across the barren landscape. A vintage convertible speeds down the empty highway, the wind whipping through the open windows. Behind the wheel, a mysterious figure, handsome and enigmatic. Their eyes meet, a silent agreement passing between them. They both know what lies ahead. He said "Let's get out of this town, Drive out of the city, Away from the crowds"

He's so tall and handsome as Hell, He's so bad, but he does it so well.