Knucklehead
If I ever get my hands on you, I swear. I'm in tears remembering the good times Sharon and me had in our truck (one of them being a visit to John Wildsmith, when we picked up a rear wheel carrier). We met many really nice people on our many jaunts into the countryside, as well as a couple of bad ones. I can't imagine how I'd feel NOW if I'd lost my truck in such a fashion. I hope these scumbags rot in hell......