that story reminded me of when i sold my 38 plymouth coupe.
that was a really fun hot rod, 360/727/3.91 8 3/4 rear, and i didn't have much money in it.
a local guy kept coming around bugging me about buying it, but i didn't want to sell.
one afternoon he showed up, and after a few beers, i figured i would get rid of him once and for all.
i shot out a really stupid price, knowing he wouldn't pay that for the car.
four or five weeks go by, and he shows up one day with a paper grocery bag. inside, was 20's, 5's, 10's, and 1's ! this bag was FULL of bills !
he said lets count it out and make sure it's all there.
sure enough, after arranging all the bills in an orderly fashion and counting them, there was the ridiculous amount i had spouted out weeks ago !
well, since i'm a man of my word, the car was sold.
after he got the car home, he spent over two grand for tires and wheels, then pushed the car in the corner, where it sits today.
i should have taken a picture of that bag of cash ! it was the most cash in one bunch i have seen in my entire life.