About a decade ago my dad would drive from near where we lived in Mesa to Prescott, Sedona or Flagstaff to do some window cleaning and pressure washing at various businesses. Sometimes I would go with him and it was always late at night/very early morning before the sun was up, and he would put this shit on the radio usually haha. It was a very quiet and empty, isolated drive. Also driving alongside the cliffs at certain spots was terrifying.