After having heard about and wanting to read this long out of print book for years I finally found a copy to read through the inter-library system. Really this book is everything Hunter Thompsons book about the Hells Angels wishes it was (and I like Thompsons book) Its seems somebody just turned on a tape recorder and let Freewheelin Frank start ranting, then transcribed it into this book. Wild stream of conciousness rants and stories about fights, gangbangs, police brutality, motorcycles, doing time, doing acid, shooting up speed, the Hells Angels, relationships with women, and other topics. This is actually one of the most bohemian books I've ever read. Damn I need to find an affordable copy of this because it needs to be in my home library.