This is the guy your mother had in mind when she said to stay away from strangers.
Obviously kidding. After Turk screwed me up by directing me to drive my car in the wrong place and I ripped the
oil cooler scoop off the front of my ERA, DV INSISTED that I bring the car to his place so he could repair it. This happened Friday night before the Spring Fling in 2002. Despite having a thousand other things to do, DV repaired my car that night. He worked on it from 4PM until 11PM doing an outstanding job and REFUSED payment. He would only take a donation to Team Jenny/Cystic Fibrosis.
If you can't trust him, you can't trust anyone.