^^^^George is a nut. What about that one time you took those fire sticks for a ride. lol For me junk. Literal Junk. Time for the story. Ok so a guy that I worked with had a friend that was elderly and couldn't get around much and he owned several properties since the 50's. He had a radio studio, 3 Houses, A barn, And another radio studio/garage. All rangin in years from 1950 to 1970. He closed them all up when he was confined to a wheel chair. So my buddy told him that he wanted to live in one of the houses. Well you know the horders disease. Yea this older guy had it BADDDDD. All his locations were packed to the ceiling with junk. And he wanted the stuff from one house moved to the barn. Well can't get in the barn cause its full and falling down. So we had to load up the truck with watered down cardboard boxes old paint paint thinner electrical transformers. Yes the ones on high line poles. Radio transmitterparts. rotted wood. All kinds of junk. I might have some pics around somewhere. But it took us 6 mos just to get enough room to move the stuff from the house to the dump. Most expensive for me would have to be my buddies at a truck show. You can't put a price on good friends. Most fun would have to be the quad. Good times.