"He saw red, but he thought five.
He was pleased to find his road trip was enhanced by number-color synesthesia:
“My trusty Rosinante bounds along the road very well, leaving the friendly aroma of donuts and
chicken tenders hanging in the desert air."
“An Animated Description of Mr. Maps” by The Books. Possibly one of the strangest and most awesome lyrics I have ever seen that actually results in a good song.