First time I took acid. Four other people where there and one of them was not taking any which is why I know it wasn't a hallucination. We were standing in the middle of a bridge outside Washington DC further up the river between Maryland and Virginia. (for those who don't know, DC+Maryland+Virginia are all cluster fucked together in a wonderful little area called the DMV). It was 3 am roughly and we were staring through the bridges fence down at the cold dark river running beneath us. The river separates Virginia and Maryland, the way I was facing Maryland was to the right and Virginia to the left. I turned my head towards the right and see a golf cart turn out into the bridge and I rub my eyes and ask my friends if they see it too. They say yes and I start getting nervous trying to make sense of it. (this is a normally very highly trafficed area but we had seen no cars having passed in over an hour since it was middle of the night). At first I thought maybe it was some kind of bridge security...?? Nope, blonde dude in a tuxedo pulls up in one of those gold carts for maintenance with two front seats and a mini pickup bed in back. He has slick back blonde hair, a standard tux and was clearly absolutely wasted. Even on acid I could tell that lol. He slammed on the breaks in front of us in the middle of the bridge and shouted "GET IN" And we all laughed and said "we won't fit" 4 of us and it was a 2 seater and then he said “WHERE THE FUCK IS WASHINGTON DC”. Mind you, he had just turned onto the bridge from Maryland and was heading across the river into Virginia with DC being behind him by at least 10 miles. We tried to explain that but he just started yelling that “I stole this from the government and now they are coming”. Started acting nervous and asked if we wanted to get in again and we refused. Never seen a golf cart do a burn out but he launched this bitch in a u turn and took off back towards DC. The next week I looked around newspapers to see if anyone got arrested or anything realized he was drunk driving a golf cart on major roadways. Didn’t find anything amazingly. But I’ll never forget that guy and I’ll always wonder what happened to him. Probably stole it from a wedding but the mystery is alive because I sincerely wonder where he would’ve ended up if we never told him he was driving into a completely different state than he intended. Silly acid, silly tuxedo man.
(Do not drink and drive)