Not Fully Vetted
by Paul Finnigan
be a son of a bitch, muttered Vern Kravchuk
as he leafed through The Farnham Chronicle. A
1978 VETTE AND IN MINT CONDITION.
Ever since he
was a kid Chevys CORVETTE Stingray was Verns
favourite car. His uncle Mike had owned one and
had been the envy of every guy in town. Not only
was the vette the smoothest, raciest car on the
road, but you could always pick up the best
looking girls if you drove one. Uncle Mike was
always cruising around with a perfect ten.
the ad from the newspaper and began to study the
finer details. Red, 1978, four-speed transmission
with a white shag interior and an asking price of
only $3100.00. It was almost too good to be true.
The contact was Art Lever. Vern raced to the
came a response.
is this Mr. Lever?
Lever, Im very interested in seeing that
car you listed in todays newspaper.
but youd better not waste any time,
Lever replied. Ive already had three
calls about it this morning.
the address, sir?
Lane! yelled Vern. Im on my way.
out the door sprinting to the address in four
minutes flat. Panting, he banged on the door.
heart sank to his knees when his eyes finally
fixed on the car. For there, parked in a corner
of the garage sat a glimmering, candy apple red,