Reliant Love
When I was 16, I started dating this girl named Gina. I don’t think that she and I had much in common - we were each vaguely attracted to one another, and she asked me to the Sno-Daze dance. That night after the dance, we had nothing better to do than sit in my Plymouth Reliant and make out for 4 hours.
Now, even at age 16, I was a large individual. I was probably about 6′4″ and tipping the scales at 220 or 230. The Plymouth Reliant, while being a fine steed of an automobile, is not renowned for it’s luxurious spaciousness.
So Gina and I parked my steady Reliant in her driveway. We didn’t have much to say. We were 16 years old and horny. What better plan than to make out for hours on end, uncomfortably wedged in the front two seats, with the armrest and parking brake hopelessly tangled in a mess of legs and torsos. Romantic? Not at all. Satisfying? Not particularly. Awesome? You’d better believe it.
This was a pattern that we repeated for the monthlong duration of our high school love affair. During this, I learned about makeout-time, when time progresses at 3 times faster than non-makout-time. I remember putting a 90 minute cassette in my tape deck, leaning over to kiss her, and then the tape finishing up.
I have fond memories of this awkward, fairly pointless relationship. We didn’t waste time having “sincere conversations” or “learning each other’s last names”. We just went for it and made out. What else is there when you’re 16?
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March 26th, 2004 at 8:56 am
Dude, I need to ask you a serious question:
Last night on KARE 11’s 10 o’clock news, they did a brief story on the capitol rallies that happened yesterday. It was brief, but I could swear I saw you among the attenders. There was this tall guy with a blue plaid, jeans, and a backwards hat who looked suspiciously Peter-like. It was only for a second, but I’m still left wondering, “Could it be?” Please confirm or deny…
March 26th, 2004 at 9:00 am
Matt, it was not me.
When I wear hats, I wear them properly.
March 26th, 2004 at 10:18 am
Peter, this story was hilarious. Michaela would be proud of you.
Michaela<—— who is making out as we speak.
March 26th, 2004 at 10:22 am
Peter:
I had no idea that you had a Reliant. I had an Aries. Was your Reliant a K variant?
March 26th, 2004 at 10:52 am
Yes Geof, it was a K-Car.
March 26th, 2004 at 11:30 am
Peter-
FYI for next time
the back seat is much more spacious, and no parking break
March 26th, 2004 at 1:34 pm
Making out is rad, especially when you’ve got your awesome mix tape in.
March 26th, 2004 at 7:54 pm
Jamie, I dont know who you are but you made me laugh.
March 27th, 2004 at 12:26 am
I concur with Jamie… uh… not that I would know… or anything…
March 28th, 2004 at 5:52 pm
It’s great, those high school car makeout moments.
I wish I could go back to highschool knowing what I know now.
March 28th, 2004 at 10:19 pm
what a great story. and a K car, that’s awesome. and now i’ll just throw a random ! in since i didn’t use one on the previous two statements. !
March 29th, 2004 at 8:29 am
Alisa-
you know what is cool about the internet? I can just click on your name and I know you like Sara Groves and coffee and Jesus and yada yada yada, and its like we are BFF already.
I really need a blog I think….
March 30th, 2004 at 11:28 pm
Jamie, I dont know if thats cool or creepy.