'You know all that time I was dotty I had the most awful dreams. I thought we were all driving round and round at a motor-race and none of us could stop. And there was an enormous audience composed entirely of gossip writers and gate-crashers and Archie Shwert! Bogus people all shouting at us to go faster and car after car kept crashing until I was left all alone driving and driving. And then I would crash and wake up.'
-Agatha, 'Bright Young Things' 2003
