I got the feeling that the Agency had found out my location so I decided to seek protection from Iron Sleds Motorcycle Club in Nilwood. Nobody was home so I made the only rational thing and continued my journey to Graceland. I must say that although U.S. Route 66 is one of the Great American Road Trips, it’s not as great as it used to be. When I was driving my T-Ford from Chicago to Santa Monica, Califormia in November 1926, Route 66 (or Bloody 66 as I call it), I really got my kicks. Nowadays part of the original route is not accessible and modern cars lack character. Nonetheless, there are not many things that beats a drive along the former Main Street of America, the historical Mother Road.