Skywatchers
They didn't say a single thing: it's what they did....

Quite by chance, I found myself in the back of a sedan, being driven along the U.S.-Mexican border by a group of brilliant, young, but off-duty French astronomers (posted on summer nights at a nearby observatory). They were particularly charmed by the 1st-world/3rd-world dichotomy of the Arizona borderland - on the Mexican side, Highway 2, an incredibly-busy modern highway, linking Baja California to the rest of Mexico - on the U.S. side, a washboard dirt road, in a dessicated wilderness "park", where illegal aliens die by the score every summer.

Anyway, despite the blazing July afternoon heat, two of the astronomers (male and female) were getting very, very close in the front seat. I thought nothing of it - they were young and they were French, after all. What I didn't realize was they were also sharing driving responsibilities: one steered, the other worked the pedals.

Descending a hill, they lost control. With the uncoordinated oversteering and underbraking, the car fishtailed and almost flipped. Quite impressive work, from the highest echelon of French science.
(Perv With A Dog had his eyes pecked out by scrub jays on, Fri 8 Jul 2005, 6:22, Reply)