We may have come across stories of bewitched cars, possessed by the spirits of previous owners, possessing lives of their own. Never have we ever stumbled upon a car from another realm that gave birth to alien monstrosities and sucked those gullible enough to step closer to its chrome fenders. Stephen King has spun a tale of macabre intensity that will leave you gripping the edges of your seat.
There is a secret hidden in Shed B in the state police barracks in Statler, Pennsylvania. A secret that has drawn troopers for years to look at its chrome fenders, silver grille and exotic exhaust system. Come close, children, and see the living crocodile: a vintage '54 Buick Roadmaster.
Young Ned Wilcox has started coming by the barracks, mowing the lawn, washing the windows, shovelling snow; it's the boy's way of holding on to his father's memory.
And one day, Ned peers through the windows of Shed B and discovers the family secret. Like his father, Ned wants answers. He deserves answers. And the secret begins to stir...
Wonderfully riveting till the end, this book never fails to deliver a punch in each of its pages, the art of horror that Stephen King has mastered and crafted to perfection for readers worldwide. I highly recommend this book for those who thought cars were lifeless shells, well, think again.....
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