That was where the idea was born.

Not all at once. At first only as a fragment. A single image. The words Marry me somewhere she would never expect. Somewhere big. Somewhere dirty and ordinary, not expensive, not polished. Not a ring in champagne, not one of those rosy restaurant scenes. Something real. Something of theirs. Something that would roll straight through life as it was, with noise, grease, rain, and metal.