Even in my car with windows up and no traffic around, I was embarrassed listening to this idiotic fantasy. Frank Horton must be an old man who never matured past age 13. I got into book 2, but when one of the prepper friends landed his HELICOPTER, yes that’s right, HELICOPTER on the compound, I really started to roll my eyes. But it gets even better! (or worse depending on your view) – when the main character and an army vet in an electric wheelchair get dropped off in another location by the HELICOPTER, and wheelchair guy starts taking out baddies while rolling down the road in his self contained electric apocalypse buggy firing 2 AR 15 pistols mounted to the armrests. Yeah – you read that right. I stopped listening right then and there before I puked on my cloth seats and ruined the resale value of my vehicle.