SMotD - Not so trivial pursuit

Like many of us, my special interests tended to create significant repetition, studying, memorizing, etc.  In my late adolescence, my parents purchased a cabin in the woods about 4 hours away from our house (previously mentioned in an SMotD) and during the years when I was too young to stay home, we made regular weekend trips.  This was a long drive, and in order to entertain us, my parents put trivial pursuit game cards in the car.  Not the kiddie version, but the real adult thing.  I always had a good mind for memorizing facts, and I started reading the cards and testing myself on the answers, regardless of whether anyone was playing with me.  After a few years, I became so familiar with many of the correct answers, simply from repetition.  My mother made several positive remarks about this ability, and my sister made some offhanded remark about “how it’s not fun to play with Dave since he knows all the answers.”  So, my NAT mind automatically filed trivial pursuit as “something where I knew all the answers” and “not fun for others to play with.”  A point of pride.  The fall would come at age 18.