My oldest daughter was 16 when I let her go on her first car date. It was on a Saturday night and all day she was worried about what I was going to do or say (imagine that) when I met the lad. He shows up at 6 on the dot and down the stairs my daughter comes running. I opened the door and here stands this 16 year old 140lb soaking wet young man looking at me, I was 6'1 560lbs then. Very small talk was exchanged and as they were about to leave my daughter asked what time did she have to be in? I looked right at him and said "11:00 sharp, a single minute past that and I am not afraid of going BACK to prison". 10:15 and in walks my daughter. I said "what's the deal, date not go well?". She said it went good and they was going to some dance together the next Friday. I asked why wad she home so early and she said he was so worried about being late that he wasn't chancing it even though she kept telling him I had never been to prison. I thought it was pretty funny