Crossed over about 6 P.M. last night. Got an agent I had never seen before. He peppered me with strange questions, shotgun style, and talked over me when I answered. He asked me whose vehicle it was, the date I bought the vehicle and my address. ???? He also scolded me for not having a passport. He let me go as soon as the computer popped up that I was a frequent visitor. :eek3: At least he didn't ask me if I had bacon or ham. :lol: That has happened before.