I was in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.
Westbound on Jasper Avenue, heading under the 109th street railway underpass in a 1973 Toyota Celica with the radio tuned to AM 630 CHED.
My passenger J. Lemoine took a hit off the joint, stubbed it out in the ashtray, muttered "Aww, shit." and I drove the car as we listened to the radio play, of course, Imagine.
Eric