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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tanis143" data-source="post: 3673051" data-attributes="member: 43724">Before all the forums, facebook messenger, etc I used IRC to chat with people around the world. One summer I took a trip from Moore to Phoenix, AZ to meet up with several online friends who lived there and one from Hong Kong who was making a US tour of our mutual friends. Well, my 84 olds cutlass 4 dr had a bad oil pump and once warmed up it would have 5 psi idle and 20 under load. Didn't bother it while driving around town, but while driving to Phoenix I developed a small oil leak. Just a few drips on the ground each night, so thought nothing of it. Driving from Phoenix the plan was to take my Hong Kong friend to El Paso, TX, meet up with some more friends, stay the night then drive back to Moore. Driving on I-10 I blew the engine in Lordsburg, NM. Oil pressure dropped, engine started knocking bad and had a stream of oil out the side of the block. Well, limped into Lordsburg, called around to friends and my wife (was just in a long distance relationship then). Got my HK friend on a bus to Tx, wife got me a one night stay at a hotel with two meals. While eating dinner the waitress made small talk about where I came from, where was I going so I told her my tale. When I was done a guy one table over told me he heard my story and that he had a salvage yard and for $40 bucks a month he could store my car until I could come back for it. So the next day I limped it to his yard, got my suitcase out and walked 3 blocks to the bus terminal. While getting the ticket stuff done the agent asked me how I was doing and the small talk, again, got back to my situation. She wished me luck as I walked outside. I knew buying that ticket was going to put my bank account in the red big time. I had no cash, left my pack of smokes in my car, and was looking at a 10 hour bus ride with just one meal. As I was standing there a guy walked up and gave me a $10 bill, said go get you a pack of smokes, something to eat at McDonalds and you should have a few bucks left for something to drink along the way (yes, it happened in 2000, so 10 bucks then could do all that lol). The kindness and generosity didn't end there. I was finally able to go back and get my car 3 months later. Now when I left I locked the car which had a Sony head unit, a Cobra 25 LTD cb radio, a $100 pool cue (which thankfully didn't warp), about $300 worth of craftsman tools, and my pack of smokes in it. When I got back to my car the driver's door was unlocked and the only thing missing was the smokes. To this day I still rave about how I was treated there.</blockquote>

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