From Goodreads: It's 1983 in Berkeley, California. Twenty-year-old Allie Dodgson is a straitlaced college student working part-time at a dress shop to make ends meet. But when the shop turns out to be a front for a dangerous drug-dealing business, Allie finds herself on the lam, speeding toward Los Angeles in her best friend's Prelude with a Wonder Bread bag full of cocaine riding shotgun and a hit man named Vice Versa on her tail. You can't find a more thrilling summer read!
A quick glance at Goodreads informed me that this was definitely a hit or miss book. You either love Allie's crazy drug fueled adventures...or you spent the book cringing at Allie's drug fueled adventures.
I am in the latter camp. I had this book on my TBR list for awhile thanks for a book review I read by someone I almost nearly always agree with so I honestly thought this was going to be a winner. Instead I spent the adventure inwardly groaning and just how ridiculous it all seemed.
I think that the biggest problem was that it was just one big caricature of a mad caper story, but instead of admitting that it was a caricature it pretended to be something it wasn't. It wasn't funny, or exciting. It was just one big joke.