When I was 17, I went on a triple date. A friend and his girlfriend set another guy and me up with two of their friends. I drove, and there was no problem fitting two couples in the back and my date up front with me in Mom’s 1964 Model 62 Cadillac. The girls were two years younger, and it must have been their first dates. My friend’s blind date sat so far forward that it appeared she was trying to sit up front. My date was on the passenger door arm rest, as if she was making room for her friend between us. They were really nice girls, though and we had a good time. Us guys did share a few laughs about the car ride, though.