When I was 19, I had a date that is worth remembering. Zoe, the girl with whom I was going out for a drink, had been presented to me by a friend. She was very cute. Brunette, looking very fine and elegant. After talking on the phone, We agreed, going for a drink on a Saturday night

When the day arrived, I prepared as best I could. I bathed, I put on the best I had in the closet. I honestly felt confident. This could be MY night.

The only thing I feared was my car. Not for nothing in particular, but it was an old model and I had certain fears...

I arrive at her house. I play the car horn. And there she was. Long straight hair, immaculate white teas. White dress. She was an angel walking.

She got into the car, I greet her and I started begging the Citroën to start on the first try...

First try, don't start. Second try, DON'T START. Here I began to pray to all the saints I knew. This couldn't be happening right now. Third try and don't start. Well, there was no other choice ... I ask her if she could please help me push it.

There she was, in her white dress, high heels helping me push. Sweating because it was overcast and there was a lot of humidity. I sincerely wanted to cry. I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Until after 100 miles of pushing it, the Citroën ignited.

If you have ever driven a Citroën 2CV, well you will know that it is like going in a shaker. It doesn't matter that the street is perfectly paved, just as one feels going on the worst possible terrain. And not only this, but when one thinks that it goes to 120/130 Mill/h, it actually goes to 30/40 Mill/h.

We arrived at a traffic light. I brake, but speeding up the car at the same time so it doesn't stop. And this car is stopped, next to ours...

Zoe looks at me and says, "Nice car."

By now my self-esteem was -12, but what else could happen to me? The Mercedes guy looks at me and smiles at me in a muffled way. I wanted to disappear...

We left the traffic light. The Mercedes got me 50 meters in 3 seconds and I was going with the pedal fully. But fate, it seems he never wanted me to be with Zoe. That is the only conclusion I draw now. Because it started to rain. And if you know the roof of a Citroën 2 CV, you will know that it is canvas. And mine, already old the poor, had several holes. So we started to flood in the car. Her dress changed from white to brown, and I just wanted this ...

We had to get out of the car, as there was more water inside it, than it rained outside. Zoe was not talking to me directly.

Until at one point she told me one of the worst phrases I've heard in my life...

"Take me back to my house, please."

I accepted in silence, and even my disillusionment could not hide. We went back to the Citroën and when I want to turn it on, it does not turn on and it does not turn on anymore. I apologized in every possible way to her. Stop her for a taxi, we said goodbye. Almost stabbed me with his eyes. Since that day I haven't seen Zoe and since that day I haven't seen the Citroën either, because I left it in the same place that was....

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I hope you enjoyed it!

All my stories are fiction.

Credits Photos:
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