Stuff stolen from your car

Back in '84 while taking my mechanics course in college, we had a guy with a Maverick that bragged he once stole a Dana rear out of a car in a shopping mall parking lot. He had it out in under 20 minutes. His friends verified that he had it and was too scared to put it in his Maverick. The fool covered it in oil and grease, wrapped it in plastic and buried it somewhere. This dude was the scrawniest, greasiest little weasel you'd ever meet. His nickname was Maggot-fingers.



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