I don’t know if I’ve been dying to tell this, but it is pretty cool. Here goes: I was on my way to Norfolk, VA for a wedding. We were in Virginia, and it would be another hour or so to Norfolk. I was looking at the car in front of ours and I noticed that one of the screws on it’s license plate were off, and it was flapping around a bit whenever the car would hit a bump. I said to my family, “Hey guys! Look at that license plate! I bet I can make it fall off!” I then raised two fingers to my temple, in a psychic-esque manner. No more than two seconds after I started concentrating on it, did the car hit a bump, shaking the plate off the car and onto the highway as we proceeded to run it over. I pulled out my cell phone and called Intro24, where I exclaimed, “Paul! You’re never gonna believe this, but I’m a psychic!” I continued to explain what had happened, and we both got a good laugh out of it. I still think I’m psychic.