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I worked after school during high school at a Texaco station. The owner had a ne'er-do-well brother that came around once in a while, driving a silver 1959 Corvette. One day he came by, said he really needed money, and would sell me his car for $250. I didn't have the money so I begged my parents to loan it to me. They wouldn't. I did get him to let me swap his aluminum finned Corvette valve covers with the sheet metal ones from my Nova for $5. I still get mad at my folks every time I think about it.
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Chris
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