Some of the runaway stories were pretty funny today. Here's mine.... I was 14 and had an old piece of shit moped that barely ran. My mom's ex husband pissed me the fuck off and I was like fuck this I'm outta here. It was mid-November, pouring rain and starting to freeze, and it was dark out. the lights on the moped didn't work so I taped a flashlight to the handlebars, gassed it up and proceeded to drive it like 15 miles away to my friend's house. I slept over and by the next morning I had such a horrible flu my mom had to come and take me home. I remember my friend cracking up when I pulled up to his garage soaking wet and shaking with the moped engine sputtering and a dim flickering flashlight on the front.