Sports Car Ride

As promised, my favorite hitchhiking story; some of you may have heard me tell it. 

It was a bright, sunny day when I set out on the A1A to go north to Daytona Beach. A friend of mine from Sioux City had contacted me that she would be in Daytona Beach soon and could I meet her there.

I was enjoying the weather, the OCEAN, the palm trees, sand and wind while walking. Being on the road, (literally) was such a rush. It was exhilarating to experience the wonders of the tropics that Florida had to offer. I had my own “hitchin’ position” that I always used to grab a ride; it usually included a big smile, and on that day it was quite huge!
Quickly, a pickup truck stopped to offer a ride so I asked my usual questions.  They had to tell me where they were going not the other way around and what the area was like that I would be left off. No answers of ‘where ever you want to go, sister’ or ‘I’m only going a few miles’ because being left off in the middle of nowhere meant I was walking a distance.

The driver of the pick up was a very cute, young guy about 21 or so. He was going to Daytona Beach so would take me all the way there. That was great! It was always a bonus if their destination was the same as mine. About 10 minutes into the ride after spirited conversation, he says, out of the blue, ‘Do you put out?’ I started to laugh and asked him if he was serious?  He stated, “Yeah, I am” and he meant it.  Trying not to have my mouth hanging open, I asked, “You are a good looking guy! Why in the world would you give a lift and want to hook up?"  I was still laughing as I continued my line of questioning. “You must have a girlfriend. Why don’t you just go find her and have your fun?” He was nonchalant in saying that she was in school and just not available right now. I thought I was going to fall off the seat laughing!  My next question, of course, was “does this ride depend on it?” Apparently it did! And he let me out!

As I stood there on the A1A, I wasn’t paying much attention to the traffic because I was LMBO!  Then, this brand new, hot-rod red corvette whizzed by, but I didn't pay much attention to him.  I had never had a sports car give me a lift. You know, picking up hitchhikers was just beneath them. Then I noticed the car stop at some distance ahead of me, back up and stop where I stood!  He asked me, no – almost pleaded with me to allow him to give me a ride. I asked him where he was going and he said DB. What a deal, huh? I was more than happy to have a ride in a convertible Corvette! WoW! It was a great ride! The wind in my hair, great looking guy; what more could a girl ask for?

We exchanged some info and then I told him that sports cars never stop for me, let alone, backing up to reconsider! So what gives, was my burning question? He said, and I quote, “I wasn’t going to stop, but I saw you laughing so hard I couldn't have continued on without knowing what was so funny!” I told him of the funny ride that had just occurred. We both laughed till our sides hurt! He drove me all the way to DB and even bought me lunch. We had a fabulous conversation and for the time I lived in Cocoa Beach, managed to get together once in awhile. The world is a funny place if you can find the humor in it!  His name?  I have no idea...