Mid-80's, me and a few of my friends got over 600 miles of rides mostly in the back of pickups after working a summer in AK. We'd split into pairs and meet up at a designated town. No cell phones back then, just look or wait for the other pair to show up on the side of the road. We were just 19-20 at the time, so not very scary looking. After that summer, I wound up giving rides to hitchhikers who may not have looked upstanding, but appreciated the lift.
I guess I could've made this an AskPoal question instead: Can you trust strangers not to murder you?
Mid-80's, me and a few of my friends got over 600 miles of rides mostly in the back of pickups after working a summer in AK. We'd split into pairs and meet up at a designated town. No cell phones back then, just look or wait for the other pair to show up on the side of the road. We were just 19-20 at the time, so not very scary looking. After that summer, I wound up giving rides to hitchhikers who may not have looked upstanding, but appreciated the lift.
I guess I could've made this an AskPoal question instead: Can you trust strangers not to murder you?
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