When I was 17 I was outside my Aunt Amandas house trying to get all of the window paint off of my GMC blazer so my Aunt and Uncle would stop fussin at me and all of a sudden I heard my little cousin William holler out a name. All I could hear was "MILES," which was fine cause I heard that all the time when he would come over to play. Then I heard "well hey scooter," now for those of you who know little William Horton you know he is about as cornbread as they come, I had never met Miles' parents so of course it caught my attention. When I looked up my first thought was...."he drives a racecar?" I grew up at the dirt tracks too bc my family raced also and my family was a little on the thicker side so seeing his scrawny butt kinda made me giggle. After he left I didnt really think much about it until a couple years later. My Aunt and I were cleaning out the pool in her yard and Scooter was at his Mothers and saw us, later that evening my Uncle Stan went to Scooters racecar shop to hang out where apparently he asked about me in his own smart alleck manner. That Saturday night at the dirt track I decided to pay him a little visit. Me being the smart alleck I am walked up to him and told him that I was the girl in the swimming pool earlier that week with the same responce as he had given me. Scooter just turned red and shoot his head. That night something caught my attention for sure so the next weekend I was at the pit entrance signing in and low and behold there was scooter signing in at the window next to mine and for some reason i just couldn't stop looking at him. I dont know what made me turn to him and say "you gonna get your picture taken for me tonight?" He smiled and said "yea, you comin?"  I laughed like it was nothing but when he won the race that night my heart stoped and I couldnt get him out of my head. I went to the beach that week and finally forgot about him and that saturday night while I was just chilling on the beach in the middle of the night listening to the waves crash, a friend of mine ran over to me and was like "I just got a text saying that Scooter guy got thrown out of the race tonight," yet again thats all i could think about and it drove me insane. I spent a whole week almost trying to find out how to get in touch with him. I ran accross his mothers facebook page and dropped her a message to which she responded almost instantly that he had been trying to get in touch with me also which kinda floored me, within the next two days Donna had talked me into coming to see him and by that Saturday Scooter was introducing me as his girlfriend and that where it all began......