[big matt]

On a side note. That area where i was working in the above post must have been Pontiac land. The job i was working at, was on a real bumpy backroad. I was driving our semi tractor with a 50ton lowboy empty down this road. I was only going about 15 miles per hour so i didnt kill my kidneys or back. Going past a ratty overgrown house that i had been past before, i noticed the garage door open. I saw right inside a dusty, on blocks, blue 71ish judge with faded orange or yellow stripes inside. As soon as i saw the car, my eyes caught this old guy( looked like the old guy from Christine) standing 15' off the side of the garage. He was giving me the stink eye, like he was trying to capture my soul. Like the way youd expect if you got caught looking up a womans dress in walmart. Lol. He knew i saw his precious. I waved and went by. 10 min later going back the place was all closed up again. Oh well