There was a charity run-a-thon and I took my dixieland band there because they needed some excitement before the race. The guy in charged said he also wanted excitement along the runner's route. So we played until the runner's left. We got in our cars, passed the runners and played at the next village as they ran by. Got in cars, passed the runners again and played again as they ran by. There were more miles driven than tunes played that day. The next year we were asked to do it again and my guys said, "You've gotta be kidding." Our last freebee!