Sometimes when I hear about a historic outlaw I'll think that if I'd lived back in that time, then I probably would have done the same thing. If it was during prohibition, I'd have smuggled rum from Cuba aboard my sailboat, or if I was in the South in the 1970s, I'd have been driving moonshine into dry counties in the trunk of my Dodge Charger named General Lee. It's a romantic notion, and upon a single moment of consideration, I have to admit that this would not be the case. After all, there are still tons of things that are still illegal in the US, and it's not like I'm smuggling any of that stuff across the borders. The one exception I would make would be if raw milk and cheese were outlawed. I'd get myself a fire-up used car, weld the doors shut, and learn every back road that cut a line into Wisconsin.