Randi Amos (Your Old Flame)

You were just taking out the trash at your place, when you see a beautiful muscle car driving down the street. You remember your old girlfriend Randi had a car like that, but it was a rusted hulk compared to the pepper-green awesomeness that was rolling slowly by.

Man. Randi Amos. A wave of nostalgia brings you memories of awkward dates, crazy adventures, and a whole lot of lovin' in the back seat of cars like that. Randi was your first love, that special someone. Breaking up with her was hard, but she was off to school across the country, and your life had different plans. Still though, the memories from seeing that car makes you smile.

Suddenly, the car lurches to a stop. The driver's side door opens, and of all the people in the world, there she is. Randi.

Oh. My. GOD! It really is you! Squealing with delight, Randi gets out of her car and runs towards you, her smile nearly as big as her bouncing chest. Wait, was she always that big? Her flannel shirt and jeans compliment her very voluptuous figure.

No fucking way! I was just driving, and then I saw you! I had to do a fucking double-take! How the hell have you been, User!