Reminds me when still at home before graduation (1971). I was driving a '56 Dodge Custom Royal, with a 315 WCFB and 3 speed on column, with dealer installed duals. Anyway, it was running rough, so I had the hood up a checking everything out. Neighbors across the street were Ford people. Bobby, the son sitting on the swing yells over "should got a Ford." So back in house I go. I come back and take the big oil bath air cleaner off and yell for Bobby to come over. When he gets there, I said "I found the problem. The car will run better now. You said I should get a Ford; I did." I had a small magnet with a Hot Wheels mustang on the other end and pulled it out of the WCFB. I looked a Bobby and said, "told you this thing sucks up anything in its way."