For every bad date I have been on, I am sure the girl has her own version where I skeeved her out. I once took a girl to an arcade and we faced off in one of those Formula 1 racing games. Leading by a hair on the last lap, I peeked at her screen and saw her car gaining on me. Waiting for the right moment, I slammed my car into hers to ensure victory.

“Why would you do that?” She said, either disappointed in me or sad about losing the race.
“I don’t know. I get really competitive I guess.”
“Are you like that about everything?”
“It was just a video game.”
“So… Yes then?”
“It appears so,” I said. She went home.