See? Told you he'd get his

Ok, so Mr. Heck of a nice guy bought some goofy 1970s car. Why? Who knows, he's got some weird obsession about driving around in something Rockford wouldn't even have been seen dead in.

Anyway, so he's got this heap on the freeway heading up to Fresno when it freakishly starts to rain. Freakish cause this is May, and it's the valley and it NEVER rains in May in the valley. Perhaps GOD was smiting him for his unnatural attraction for old gas guzzling autos.

So his windsheild starts leaking. That's ok because he happens to have a basket of laundry in the car and uses a dirty sock or something to soak up the water. Then it starts leaking all over the place, including onto the steering wheel playing Chinese water torture on his hands all the way up the 99.

But the topper is when he gets to Fresno he goes to pull out a bunch of car parts from the trunk that he was going to return and the trunk has leaked, ruining the boxes and his chances of recouping his money on unneeded car parts.

HA! Told you he'd get his!