* * * * i roared homeward through the ozone , boxed by eighteen wheelers : a silver and burgundy peterbilt tractor climbing my tail pipes , front view blocked by a furniture van bearing a bumper sticker from l.a.s best fast food chain : in n out burger abridged , by local custom , to in n out urge a shower , early supper - hotdogs after all - then down to the little hollywood film lab that was processing greystokes footage .