Ok, I'm 16, parents are out of town. I take (steal) Dad's pride, a brand new 1976 Chev 4x4 to deliver some furniture for a lady at Vaughn Bay near Purdy. After delivering the furniture, she insists we go look at the beautiful beach before she will pay us. We drive down to the beach, pull off the boat ramp and park. Get out of the truck and it has sunk frame deep in a clam bed! I borrow a neighbors moped and ride into Purdy to summon a tow truck. By the time I get back, the tide is in, over the dashboard of the truck. I spent the entire summer stripping down the totalled truck and rebuilding. Fortunately I had the sense to rinse the motor , tranny and differentials immediately. Dad kept that truck another 15 years before he sold it. The second owner had to put a new seat in it after the springs fell apart.