Barry Gibb almost hit me with his car once.

It was the summer of 79, I was about 11 I think. I was vacationing in Daytona Beach with relatives. We swam all day, everyday. It could get a little dangerous running between the cars on the way in and out the water. You may be able to now, but back then you could drive on the beach.
My cousins had left the water and were almost back to the hotel. I on the other hand was trailing behind.
Running as fast as I could to catch up, I almost ran smack into an oncoming yellow Corvette. I tripped on my float too and fell flat on my face. I got up and looked at the driver. Barry Gibb.
He was there, feathered winged hair do and everything! Ok he had dark glasses, but that didn't matter damnit.
I gaped for about 5 seconds, then ran back and told everyone. They laughed. Why didn't I speak to him and get his autograph or something? Duh.
I don't know, I was just a stupid kid. It was him though.

He must have looked... like an angel.

It was a yellow corvette too. you know, angelic colored.

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