We had the 'Not a Good Time to Cross' sign..

This one time in Beachburg, Ontario:

Mike, Becky, Joey, Chris Lee, and myself, amped up on life, decided to pile into Mike's car and head over to the Dub T - Wilderness Tour - to see what was crackin. For whatever reason, we were especially rowdy. Mike, taking it to the next level, decided to start swirving all over the road like a madman just as a white minivan with racks on the roof came flying over the hill. Chris Lee leaned out the window to yell something and his hat flew off his head. We stopped down the road to turn around and get it, and as we came back we could see the white minvian turning around as well. "Oh shit! They're gonna steal your hat!" somebody yelled. So Chris hopped out, grabbed his hat and hopped back in as Mike started up again. They flew by us swirving into our lane and throwing water at us. Both cars were now facing the opposite direction of their original destination. We were about 50 yards apart, both turning around again. This was where Becky and I decided that we were probably going to die and started screaming that we didn't want to play anymore. We starting racing at each other again with Mike waving his bottle of wine out the window at them, and Chris Lee throwing a bagel. I thought we might get into a game of chicken but thank god, that was how it ended. We drove to Wilderness Tours but there wasn't much going on so we tried to scam some internet and then left. As we were pulling out of the drive, the freakin white minivan was pulling in. "Nice Apple!" they yelled. "It was a bagel!"

P.S. The liquor store in Beachburh is a little shack with a LCBO sign (liquor control board of ontario or some shit). There is absolutely no indication that they sell liquor, or anything at all really, unless you know what LCBO friggin means. But they have Vodka and Monster premixed in cans that's super rad like a blisstick bitches.