Crazy Drivers

So, this weekend I went on a road trip to San Luis Obispo with some friends, and we went dune buggy riding at Oceana Beach. To rent Dune buggies, you get picked up by a van at the entrance of the state park, and are carted in the 2 miles or so across the beach to where the dune buggies actually are. So the driver who picked us up was funny and jabbed us a bit about never having gone before but he was cool. The driver on the way back though, was a different story...

We are all waiting in the van for the driver, he gets in and says "Do you all want to hear some gross stories?" We, of course, say yes...

he proceeds to tell us about a person who was renting a dune buggy and went crahing off a dune and broke a lot of bones and stuff, and then tells us a story about how he was telling that story to a cocky guy and his gilrfriend, the guy poo-poo'd the story, and went on his bravado way in the dune buggy until he crashed and wrecked his girlfriend (this was only their third date so maybe it wasn't quite a girlfriend). He ended up crushing her vertibrae, and her eye popped out of the socket. It was a pretty gross story. Jamie said to him, "I see why you are the guy who drives us back from the place and not to."