i got a story. a friend of mine just got an old 65 impala that he is going to restore it. the old man he bought it from said he had it for 35 years and bought it from the original owner whom owned a dealership. so it was always maintained, up a few years ago when the patked it in his barn and shortly after had to go into the hospital for quite some time. after a long recovery he went to check on the car and i guess it was trashed. interior shreaded by animals. the car had developed rust in numerous spots, chrome looks terrible, etc, etc. he said the one thing he could never figure out was this occasional pinging noise coming from some where in the rear. so my buddy starts tearing into the cars interior right away to get it ready to go to the body shop. in the rear passenger side inner door panel there was a old ass coke can dangling from a fishing line with a note taped to it that said, how long did it take you to find me. ans that is one of a bout a million reasons why i hate GM.

i realize this is a random story, but im drunk