His eyes burned into mine from across the Torino. He was a supernova, outshining an entire galaxy – and all logic - in one violent burst. "I won't allow it," I had said. As if I, or anyone else, could have stopped him once his mind was made up. Words disintegrated in the radiant fallout. He put the car between us like a break wall, protecting me from the force of his rage. I put everything I wanted him – no, needed him – to know in my eyes, too. An unspoken message arced between us. Then a brief nod. He understood.