I find myself quite attached to a particular night that my girlfriend and I fell to passion in the midst of a deluge and tempest.

I suppose there is something about being wet, slightly cold, buffeted by wind, and hearing the thunder and wind... Something about such a maelstrom and us being in its middle - completely lost to a sudden fire - was what I can only describe as memorable and exciting.


But you cannot create such an instance, so the I suppose my next favourite would be against some object, whether that be a wall, chair, table, etc...