Ahh, the days of young and exceedingly stupid. It's a wonder i survived some of the choices I made. Shotgunning beers, Canadian Mist, Tennessee River Crooks, burying your speedometer on retread tires, shutting the door of your car at home with no recollection of how you got there, all before it was even legal to drink. I believe it was Russ Taff that sang about God watching after fools and little children. I'm definitely thankful for that. GBO!