I used to deliver cars/vans to Long Island from Virginia Beach, briefly. There's nothing like being on the road by yourself. I had to deliver a van to Long Island on a Sunday, and then the guys son drove me to the Connecticut/Mass. border to pick up a food truck, to bring back to Virginia Beach. I picked it up and followed him to Boston College, drank a few beers, and then at 2 A.M., decided to take the truck back to Virginia Beach. Wrong choice. The thing had a hole in the radiator system and a leak in the fuel line, so every half-hour, I was stopping for gas and water. In the afternoon, sometime, I stopped to a diner to get some water (for the food truck) and the owner was like, "Get this guy some coffee!". Little did he know, I've been smoking weed for 32 hours straight, with a few beers in between. I, finally, made it back to Virginia Beach at 6 P.M. on Monday. I love driving alone. Or with a girl who feeds you bowls.