The Suicide Motor Club

1968<br/>They hunt on the margins of an America in turmoil, on the wide new highways and in small, forgotten towns.<br/><br/>Using their powerful, big-block cars as weapons, they cause horrific accidents, feed on the carnage, then hurtle back into the dark.<br/><br/>Killing their prey and wiping the minds of those they meet, they remain faceless, hidden; until one woman survives the wreck that kills her family and carries the memory of their shining eyes and their teeth with her on a cross-country odyssey of revenge.<br/><br/>This is a story you will remember on long drives down lonely roads, and on starless nights when you wonder about your fellow travelers – especially the one that just got behind you with no headlights on.<br/><br/>“Vampire fiction done right.”<br/>— Nick Cutter, author of The Troop<br/><br/>“…A harsh, white-knuckle rocket ride straight into goddamn brutality…”<br/>— Dread Central<br/><br/>“ Wow… A gritty and fuel injected vampire/horror novel and yet so meticulous and beautifully written… A complex American epic with plenty of emotional wallop, plus thrills galore.”<br/>— Paul Tremblay, author of The Cabin at the End of the World.<br/><br/>“…Ringleader Luther is singularly memorable and unnerving, and amiable, even charming psychopath of cinematic presence and no conscience whatever…“<br/>— Creative Loafing Tampa Bay<br/><br/>“…Writing a prose that is simultaneously stripped down and lyrical, Buhlman guides the story towards a thrilling, fiery climax.”<br/>—Locus Magazine<br/><br/>“A pure adrenaline rush. Not to be missed.”<br/>—Gemma Files, author of Experimental Film