So, here's a story about me and Mr. Hall. We were dating. I was about 22 years old.
I use to have a datsun hatchback. AKA . . . the POS car. No a/c. In it I would drive two hours to visit Mr. Hall. Two hours through the country and the cow smell. It was summer. The cow smell was terrible. Again, no ac, so the windows would be down.
SOoooOOOOooOOO . . .
I began to light incense in the car. I would affix it to the vent by trapping tiny stick end in the tightly closed vent slots. It filled my car with incense smell- thus eliminating the splendor of cow smell.
TheeEEEeeeEEEnnnn . . .
About half way through, as I was whipping through the long country roads, the stick would be done. I would affix a new stick and try to light it. Only my windows were down. Non power windows. So they stayed down. And there I was, going 55 mph. And I fussed and flicked and tried my hardest to get the lighter to light. But it wouldn't for the wind.
AAAaaaaannnNNNDDDddd . . .
And I almost crashed my car into a ditch. I didn't though. It was an almost death.
So I am telling Mr. Hall this story. I was expecting concern over my near accident.
And Mr. Hall says:
"I can't believe you did that??!! Man, I would be embarrassed to tell people you died like that. It's just unbelievable. I think I would have to make up another version of your death. I would be so embarrassed."
And I said,
"Dude . . that's harsh."
To which he replied,
"But it's true . . I would be so embarrassed!"
SO THERE YA GO. A story from the dating days of Mr. & Mrs. Hall!
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