One Thousand Words
Bluelighter
In 1996 I owned a blue VL commodore that I fashioned a hiding compartment in the boot for running ounces from Byron bay to qld. We would leave Brisbane at 3am, have a surf at dawn then drive back via nimbin where we would score enough stuff to supply our uni mates and pay the rent. I was also selling glassware to gang members in exchange for favours. I only had a single lecture Fridays, which funnily enough was ethics, which was not compulsory to attend, and you only had to hand in two essays.
I also played most of that season with a bung ankle that still aches to this day.

That being said...it is rather tempting to bring my son up over there...Will pop by OTW when we do :D