My first xtc exprience was october 1st 1999. I went to a party in memory of an old friend,(Forever Living)in which was broken up moments after I droped my 1st pill, a RollsRoyce. As driving away from the Party a tingling sensastion set in, and as the night progressed it only intensefied.I remember driving around in the middle of nowhere in a car filled with under age kids all under the influence, getting pulled over by a cop and pretending our sobriety. I remember for the first time not careing what others thought of me. I remember the love I gave and recieved by those around me.I automatically knew I loved this drug, and I loved this feeling. I'm not saying drugs are a good thing, I simply saying under moderations drugs aren't a bad thing.