This is, by far, the
There's just a bunch of guys who go on a road trip across the country. I don't understand why. Sal Paradise, the protagonist, decides to go from West Coast to East Coast, running out of money in the process and needing to be bailed out by a relative, and then when he's there, he goes back again. Dean Moriarty, his "friend," is his companion who cannot, for the life of me, decide who between two women he'd rather be with. Both of them waste waaaay too much time traveling and driving and that is all there is to this book, really.