My favorite memory of you is when we were outside in the bobs parking lot and you were being stubborn trying to scrape ice off the windshield of your truck. I kept asking you if you needed a ride but you kept saying no that you had everything under control. Lol. You grew impatient and decided to just drive off like that with ice still on your windshield. So I followed close behind you to make sure you got home alright. Thankfully you did. And I remember you telling me “see. Told you I didn’t need a ride”.
