The Wheelman Rides in Paris

The French edition of my crime novel The Wheelman is out this month from Rivages/Noir, and once again, I'm loving the cover. Yes, I'm sure a lot of that has to do with the classic Rivages look, and the fact that so many of my crime writing heroes (David Goodis, James Ellroy, Donald Westlake/Richard Stark) have been published by the same line. But the cover image is also spot-on. You've got a guy running down a road, scrambling for his life, much like Lennon in the novel. And I'll be damned if this doesn't remind me (kinda sorta) of the narrow tunnel that shoots under the Philadelphia Museum of Art, if you're cutting from Fairmount Avenue to I-76. (Philadelphians will know what I'm talking about here.) Anyway, what do you guys think?

Also: If any of you read French, I'd love to know what the translated title means. Best Babelfish can tell me is "any pace." And that just sounds... weird.

(Once again, huge thanks to Frédéric Fontès for the tip.)