Smarter By Myself

I grew up in the country and had to travel Highway 50 every night on my way
home from work.  The State Patrol was always there, waiting to catch somebody.  
I drove my grandparents' old 1949 Pontiac (this was 1968 by the way) and on
this particular evening I was stopped for having a burned out tail light.  Now,
this was 10:30 at night, I had to be at college the next morning at 8, be to
work by 5 so I had no time to fix that tail light.  

So!

I asked my fiance, who is now my husband, if he would do me a favor and
follow me home that night and follow me REAL CLOSE so that the state patrolman
couldn't see my tail light.  Well...he followed me SO close that he got a ticket
for following too close!  Now I know this sounds bad, but I just kept on going.
 

Jess (my husband) just informed me while I was writing this that he almost
didn't marry me over this incident!  Haha!