For this story, I’m returning right back to the beginning. This was about ten years ago, but as with first experiences for many people, the vivid details have stayed with me to this day. I was 18, and at the time had begun partying. I live in a jurisdiction where the drinking age is 18, so as you can imagine, we liked to let loose at the weekends. I don’t drink now, and drank very little alcohol at the time, so my partying usually consisted of me driving my friends to a club, dancing a bit, try to get a girl and then head home.
