While on the subject, I am curious what it was that I witnessed. Several months ago I went to a bone yard full of Euro cars. I couldn't find anyone around and followed some voices coming out of a metal building. There they all were, gathered around a pile of cats. One guy was handed one piece at a time, looked it over, called "OEM" or "Generic" and tossed it in one of two bins. Two guys were sitting with tablets on their laps and scoring. Outside was a big delivery truck, obviously waiting to pick up the scrap cats. Why did they sort and count them and had so many witnesses watching it?
-- Hans Neureiter, Houston, TX '82 300SD, '95 E300D
