Weirdest thing found in your car?!
The other post with title "Found this in my glovebox" got me thinking of one of the weirdest things I've found in a used (or new) car. Please share your stories and hopefully we'll all get a laugh.
My story:
Had my Jeep for a few years and went to the bank. Put a bank cheque I got in the glove box and locked it up for safe keeping. Next day, I unlocked the glove box and the cheque was missing. After initial panic and realizing no one else had the key, I realized it fell behind the glove box itself. I popped of he box and started feeling around behind the dash, after a few seconds I felt the cheque, old receipts and a package wrapped in plastic/foam. I gave package a yank and to my surprise pulled out a well wrapped, decent size pack of weed, buds and all!
I've owned the Jeep for a few years at the point, hauling my family around both north and south of the boarder. It sunk in that I was very lucky, if a drug dog had stopped me at the boarder, or the police did search, I'd be screwed, don't know if anyone would believe it wasn't mine. Funny thing was the vehicle was previously owned by a police officer (it had a few owners).
If you wonder what happened to the weed, I thought about turning it into the local police station, but decided against, I didn't want to be questioned for hours, chucked in the trash/green bin.
My story:
Had my Jeep for a few years and went to the bank. Put a bank cheque I got in the glove box and locked it up for safe keeping. Next day, I unlocked the glove box and the cheque was missing. After initial panic and realizing no one else had the key, I realized it fell behind the glove box itself. I popped of he box and started feeling around behind the dash, after a few seconds I felt the cheque, old receipts and a package wrapped in plastic/foam. I gave package a yank and to my surprise pulled out a well wrapped, decent size pack of weed, buds and all!
I've owned the Jeep for a few years at the point, hauling my family around both north and south of the boarder. It sunk in that I was very lucky, if a drug dog had stopped me at the boarder, or the police did search, I'd be screwed, don't know if anyone would believe it wasn't mine. Funny thing was the vehicle was previously owned by a police officer (it had a few owners).
If you wonder what happened to the weed, I thought about turning it into the local police station, but decided against, I didn't want to be questioned for hours, chucked in the trash/green bin.