Much later, as he sat with his back against an inside wall
of a Motel 6 just north of Phoenix, watching the pool of
blood lap toward him, Driver would wonder whether he had
made a terrible mistake. Later still, of course, there'd be
no doubt. But for now Driver is, as they say, in the moment.
And the moment includes this blood lapping toward him, the
pressure of dawn's late light at windows and door, traffic
sounds from the interstate nearby, the sound of someone
weeping in the next room . . .
Thus begins Drive, the story of a man who works as a
stunt driver by day and a
getaway driver by night. He drives, that's all--until he's
double-crossed. Powerful and stylistically brilliant, Drive
has been hailed by critics as the "perfect piece of noir
fiction" (The New York Times Book Review) and an instant
classic.