I tried once, it was foul, cravings were bad but not to bad, the worse part for me was being extremely fidgetey and nervous. After about six days without a smoke, I got up one morning (I was out of town taking a class, staying in a Hotel), got in the car to go to class, and some old guy in a Mercedes rear ends me, got out, no damage, told him no big deal if he didn't want to call the police that was alright because I needed to get to school. He apologized profusely and agreed no harm, no foul. Off to school I went, the day went fine, on the way home, along came one of those late summer down pours that Texas gets, the kind that come out of nowhere and dump rain like crazy for half an hour and are gone. In this storm I get ran off the road, and nail three road signs that I didn't see, major suspension damage to my car. Called insurance company got police report all is well. Got back to the hotel and within ten minutes of getting back there is a knock at my door, the guy who hit me with his Benz that morning is there telling me that he has found some damage to his vehicle and that we will need to get a police report so my insurance company will pay for it! (he starts trying to bully me by telling me how he is a retired state department guy as well) At this point I hadn't had a smoke in nearly a week, but right beside the door on the hotel AC are my cigs and lighter where I had left them when I decided to quit, I grabbed them up lit a camel, and proceeded to tear this old fuck a new one. I told him that he rear ended me, and I didn't care if he was a retired employee of god himself he could kiss my ass before I would let him pin that shit on me, and that I didn't know who his insurance company was and how many lawyers they had, but I doubted that they had more lawyers than USAA, I guess he agreed, as I never heard from him again. I have been smoking ever since.