Definition: In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.
Input: Text: hello, reddit!  as per usual, this story happened some time ago - slightly more than four years ago, actually.  also, as a first-time poster, i welcome any helpful critique.

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at the time of this story, i was entering the sixth or seventh month of a relationship with a girl i refer to as r.  we'd recently hit a rough patch for reasons i didn't understand - the usual problems, mainly lack of communication - and i was worried that our time together was about to end.  for at least one overly complicated reason, this wasn't something i wanted; and so i determined to put together **the most romantic date ever** to convince her that we ought to stay together.

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so thinking, i spent at least a week assembling snacks of all varieties - soda, chocolate, watermelon, etc. - movies that would run on my laptop's limited battery, and deciding upon a lovely, non-clichéd location for such a stupendous date.  eventually, i remembered some unused fields about 10 minutes north of where i lived where my family and i had gone before to star-gaze; these fields were graced by low levels of light pollution, were off the beaten path, and accessible to my family's old van - and thus, logically, to my nissan titan truck.  we'd be able to stare romantically out into space, watch movies, or maybe even just lie around and sort things out.  absolutely perfect, i thought to myself.

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finally, the day of the date arrived.  i picked up r - whom i'd purposefully left in the dark as to the "game plan" - and began driving.  spirits were high, jokes were made, laughter abounded - things were looking good.  eventually, we reached the intended fields with twilight just beginning; and with the suave and casual manner of a man who is unknowingly about to thrust himself into a world of hurt, i gently eased my truck off the road and into the innocent-looking field.

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as i mentioned before, my family had driven into this field at least twice before in my memory; both of those times, the older van which my parents drove had had little difficulty navigating off of the road and onto the scrub grass which is native where i live.  what i didn't know, however, is that the owner of the field had chosen to dig ditches just off of the road.  better and better, the ditches were just the right size to swallow the (notably large) tires of my v8-engine truck.  in a heartbeat, my carefully planned romantic outing turned nightmarish as i watched the passenger side of my vehicle descend gracefully, seemingly in slow motion, into the ditch.

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a few minutes of frantic scheming and fevered escape attempts are made, and i manage to note a few things: 1) my truck and girlfriend are now making a near perfect π/4 radian angle to the ground; 2) my lovely big truck is moving nowhere on its own; 3) this date is not going too well.  however, luck was on my side: a stranger with a bigger truck stopped for us and decided to help.  but after attaching tow-cables to my truck and having him put his boot down, we quickly realize that his truck isn't big enough.  despair had definitely started to settle in at this point, when fate decided to throw me another bone in the shape of an even bigger truck - the driver of which was at least as charitable as the last.  amazingly, this second vehicle did the trick!  my truck was wrested from the stygian maw of the ditch, and the kindly strangers were showered with near hysterical "thank you"s as they rode off into the night.

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unfortunately, this is where my (unbelievable) good fortune finally decided to draw the line and call it a night.  maybe i was spurred to madness by what had just transpired, but my adrenaline-addled brain saw no reason why date night couldn't recommence.  eyeing the fields i passed with new-found loathing, i navigated my way to a nearby lake shore which had been my backup plan for just such an emergency. but after unloading everything (i'd packed a fair bit in the name of love), i realized that r was sitting quietly in the passenger-side of my truck, crying.  the stress of our misadventure, coupled with severe social anxiety had taken their toll; and after listening to her pleas, i hastily packed up everything and made the journey back to her place.  that was not a fun evening.  the majority of snacks went untouched; we didn't have fun, talk, or (for those of you redditors who have been patiently waiting) fool around; and we instead watched episodes of "scrubs" side-by-side, silently, in her bedroom.  a month or so later, we broke up.  it wasn't because of this date, but i can't imagine that it helped matters much, either.

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TIFU by planning a romantic date.