I had a car one that really was not my type of car. But I bought it and paid the most ridiculous price for it. Off this very shrewd miserly rich man that I absolutely love.

His heating system had torn up and he needed to replace it in the house so I paid him what he asked for the car.

He could not drive and if he went any where I would have to drive him.

There was a remote to the car he did not give it to me I never did see him ever even have one.

I was off to another location actually another state tied up working there.

The old man sent every body in his house up the walls demanding them find the remote. This was like a year after he sold me the car.
He kept swearing up and down he had on and for them to find it.
They tore the house apart through boxes upon boxes of stored items. Even his antique storage.

And they did finally find it one of them brought it to me saying he was going nuts wanting me to have it.

I would always go by his place and take him like Easter baskets with little bendy plush rabbits, and plastic carrots filled with skittles that he absolutely love.
That way he would have them by his chair and he could handle them with only one hand. And the ants would not come after him like having bagged candy left open.


Then one night while driving with my husband in the passenger seat.

All the doors in the car started locking and unlocking really fast very fast and did not even pause or break in the up and down locking.

Then the dash dimmed down and back up down and up down and up with the doors locking and unlocking. The dash could be dimmed but not by its own self.

We were heading through four lanes of traffic under an over pass that actually had an off exist flow of traffic coming off it into the highway and one going off the highway up on it.

It was late dark and raining with heavy traffic.

Then all of a sudden us ignoring this door and dash stuff I hear a sound by my left leg under the dash.

Exactly when it it dawned on me what that sound was up come flying the hood of the car into our windshield.

We could not see anything in front of us and the speed was not a 25MP zone.

We made it out of this with out hitting any one and being able to get off the highway and shut back down the hood.

Yet that hood could not release but so far then you would have to manually released it after that.

The truck lid worked of hydraulics.

I thought this was way to unusual the hood did not work by electronics.


I thought about the little old man he had passed away but I still thought about him. He was way to sharp of mind and way to good hearted to not be connected to if you were around him any. We actually were close at heart to one another.

I went on to work and worked the shift when I got home and got in the bed my uncle come over and told me..

My mom was on the phone tore all to pieces because she got up and found my dad dead in his bed.

I to this day find this very coincidental.