Ok, Amergin,up to a point. I had a car when was 16, given to me by my brother who went to Korea. I gave two girls a ride home from the movies; one wanted to go straight home, the other wanted to go on a ride and do some parking. Well, I lost my innocence in the back seat of that 1937 Chevy. Never did thank her.
Sorry Becca, and Jacqui, he did ask, and I'm not a snob.