As we were going through the mountains of California (you know, the one, single mountain range that California has; those mountains) our spirits were raised even higher. Ever since the first Venmo of one cent (and two of 20 bucks from Mrs. Marotti and Mrs. Fike, which was super nice, but doesn’t really count as random strangers giving us money because they aren’t strangers [random, on the other hand; maybe]), we hadn’t received any more Venmo payments. Suddenly, while in traffic going up a steep mountain road, we heard honking behind us. Naturally, we assumed that someone was mad at us for driving slowly, but this time it wasn’t our fault. The two lanes were merging and the traffic was terrible. The car who had honked at us drove up next to us in the lane that was disappearing and rolled down his window. Much to our surprise, the man who was driving reached out of the window and waved a twenty dollar bill at us. At first, Jack thought that he was trying to bribe us to let him into the lane, but then we realized that it was because of the message on the back of our car. Anna rolled the window down and accepted the money. He offered congratulations, we offered our deepest and most sincere thanks, and then he cut us off and entered our lane. That was our second deposit gained from a random stranger.