This is a good read and a great snapshot of a part of 60's Americana.

A young Thompson hangs out with Hell's Angels back when they were new and untethered. He encounters very rough stuff and writes fairly straight about it. Thompson can sling it with the best of them, but here he hasn't really gone overboard yet.

Wild drugs, wilder behavior, complete absence of control in Las Vegas. Much of this is invented tripe, but this is definitive gonzo journalism. If you want to know who is Hunter Thompson, or who is Duke in Doonesbury, this is the one to read.