Haven't been able to write a story in awhile due to a computer crash. I'm currently sitting on a back road in Durham, ME, have pulled up my wireless internet and saw a story suggestion of "Your First Car". Mine happened to be a 1983 Dodge Power Ram. Thought that truck was the coolest of the cool..318 with a cherry bomb muffler...could hear me coming a mile away. Little did I know I'd still hear laughter when stories were told of that truck. Probably didn't help that I put hot pink roll bars in the bed...and a boom box playing DJ Jazzy Jeff with detachable speakers while circling the Logan Valley Mall (holy '80's). Well one day I happened to decide to go 4-wheelin in a place that let's just say may or may not have been entirely legal to be 4-wheelin in. Well...I saw this "little hill" that I was sure my brawny truck could make it over. How could it not? After all I was 17 and could drive like nobody's business (or so I thought). At the time it seemed all of a couple feet high (turned out it was about 8). Well I put 'er in 4 low and began to creep over. Brian my copilot yelling "give it to her" the whole time. Well...got to the top and got thoroughly and completely stuck at the very tippy top with no wheels touching ground. While trying to get out...A PA game warden rolled up, laughed, and drove off! Guess I kinda deserved that. 6 hours later we had finally gotten ourselves out of that bind. That was just one of the stories from my first car.