The night at our County Fair when I knew I fell in love with my wife, I sat on an amusement park swing that launches you off the ground and around and around as the sideshow lights lit up he flowing blonde hair and beautiful innocent smile when she looked back at me.
I think this test may have some validity to it, I was down wind of her during this ride and I don't mind saying on a scale of wimp to macho muscle man I'm about a 6.5 (more moved by emotion then gruntal instinct) so if she were smelling for a caveman, or a bodybuilder - it was my lucky week
