ORIGINAL: Lumbergh

I found some -uhh- interesting stuff when tearing the interior out on my Mustang. The previous user was a girl who had originally received it from her parents as a teenager. After the transmission went on it, the car sat for three years before the dad got tired of seeing it deteriorate and took it back from her. Evidently there were some things she didn't want her parents to know about, but it looked like she and her boyfriend had some good times judging by some of the stuff that I found stuffed up in the springs under the seat cushions.

ORIGINAL: Smothers

I think I know what that paper is and why it was there. Back in 1972 I was on a hiking trip with a friend in the Hemlock State Forest North of Portland. On the 2nd day we were fishing along the banks of the Columbia river when my buddy started yelling. It wasn't because he had caught a fish, but because he had found a body. After we calmed down we started looking closer and noticed what appeared to be a bag of some sorts and managed to free it from the bushes. It was a bag and inside was more money then we had ever seen! For the next 15 minutes we just sat there stareing at the all the cash and eachother. Suddenly we heard some men talking and it sounded like they were heading towards us. I swear my heart was going to bust right out of my chest. Without saying a word we both grabbed the bag and money and crammed it back under the bushes by the body. Just as I started crawling out from under the bushes to start running I noticed a wallet near the body and grabbed it. We grabbed our packs and just starting fleeing in no particular direction when we came upon the the men whos voices we heard. They were federal agents who told us they were performing an investigation and questioned us for over an hour about who we were and what we were doing there. We managed to keep our cool and didn't mention our find. Finally they let us go under the provision we hike straight back to our car at the trail head and leave the park. We were miles from where we started and knew we would have a difficult time finding that same place again, so we did our best to sketch a map using various landscape features as points of reference. When we got back to the parking lot, there were more law inforcement people and they were between us and my friends truck. Without them seeing us, we watched as they interrogated a couple (day hikers probably) and physically searched them and their belongings. We knew we could beat the interrogation, but didnt want them to find our map. As my buddy stood gaurd, I frantically began looking for a place to stash the map. There was no place! Nothing but trees and wildflowers! My buddy started to panic and said they spotted him and were heading our way. The parking lot was sloped and level at the top where we stood. Behind me was a 68 Mustang and I immediately knew that was my only chance of hiding the map. I ran to it (knowing the Feds would'nt be able to see me or the Mustang untill they made their way up to the top of the parking lot) and tried opening the door. Locked! Quickly I popped the hood and looked for a place to conceal the folded paper in my hand. I managed to jam the map between the reg. and fender before closing the hood. Right then the Feds came into view and the questioning began. They bought our story and told us to leave. We drove about a mile before turning off the gravel road and parked behind some trees, then hiked back to the trail head parking lot unseen. But the Mustang was gone!!! On the way home I remembered the wallet and pulled it out. The name on the drivers license read Dan B. Cooper for whatever it's worth.

Hard to believe I know, but its true. If you want to give me the map, I will split the money with you. Let me know. -Smothers

ORIGINAL: Brandontyler65

when i got my mustang there were about 15 credit cards in it with all different names and they were hidden in different spots

ORIGINAL: Clu7ch

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DAMN dude! Gross!!!!!!