One year I just hopped in my car and started driving, no map, no idea where I was going. I just went driving around the country for two weeks. I stopped in a small town in Idaho, small enough that I have no idea what the name of it was. Probably about 500 people. The only thing they had to eat was a run down Pizza Hut so I stopped in for a pizza. I had a Husker jacket on and ran into a gentlemen about 80 years old, said he had never left the state of Idaho but this guy knew more about Husker football then T.O himself. After 2 hours of talking to this man in utter shock that he knew the things he did, he paid for my pizza, gave me a hand shake and pointed me toward Washington. I have always wanted to head back up that way and see if I could find him again.
That has been my only freebie! :woo