Graduation evening: I worked all night, and met up with some friends around midnight. I parked the Z outside the bar in the gas station parking lot. A guy sees me get out before going into the same bar. He approaches me later, raving about my red rocket (the red TT I had first) and we start talking cars. I meet his group of friends - one being his sister. She and I broke up almost 2 1/2 years later. He and I still talk cars. ;-)
