We decided to drive back to Tampa after James's night match in Delray, so that meant leaving the hotel about 10pm. We both just wanted to get home. Right after we stopped for gas about an hour into the three and a half hour road trip, we decided to bet on the exact time we would get home. James looked at the Navi and made an educated guess of 140am and I said 144am.
As we got into Tampa it looked more and more like I was going to win the bet. We made a wrong turn which cost us a few minutes, there was a bit of road construction and an absurd amount of traffic on the freeway for that time of night. To make up for these unforeseen events James drove like he was in the final lap at the Indie 500. Did I mention James may be the most competitive person I have ever met. He hates to lose anything, like no other.
As we pulled off the freeway it was looking good for him and we happened to hit green light after green light. We pulled in the driveway at 139am which of course meant he won. Which also meant I would be taking the car in to get the oil changed. I never learn.....do NOT bet him, I swear he rarely loses.
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