A friend once gave me his dad's old 8 track player for me to put into my car. We were in high school and it was my first car. A dark green 1973 Monte Carlo with a vinyl roof. With the pull of a lever the seats swiveled around. The back seat was plenty big enough for two high schoolers but I never had the opportunity. I smoked my first soft pack of Marlboros in that car with that same friend. The 8 track player never got installed and my friend and I no longer speak to each other. Since then I've had countless friends and two cars. The only thing I have in the backseat of my car now is a copy of The Hobbit and a blanket. Honestly, neither have been used for their intended purposes.