I was 17, working late on a Friday night at Firehouse Subs. He was at a friends hanging out. Bored, with nothing to do i asked a coworker what was going on that night. He said he was going to a friend's house in East End to hang out, and asked if id like to go. Id never been that way before so he had to meet me at the Sardis Ball Park so i could follow him the rest of the way. I pulled up and saw his truck and another truck. They saw me pull up and the mysterious red truck sped off. I followed and he was going so fast. I remember thinking this idiot is gonna get us in trouble or worse were gonna wreck. We made it there safe, went inside and i introduced myself (also making a comment on mystery mans driving). Its night time and we were inside but mystery man was sitting in the corner with his sunglasses on (weirdo). He felt like he needed to keep his glasses on so he could stare at me as long as he could without me noticing. The night went on, Kyle couldnt take his eyes off me. He ended up getting my number and the rest is history. Mutual weirdness forever!