There was a guy in Rumney I think who was amazing, I don’t even remember why I found him except at my step mom used to have a Porsche from the 70s or 80s.

He was a sweetheart he would do it out of his garage at his beautiful house out in the woods, and I would hang out in his house with his wife and drink coffee and read books, but I appreciated that he let me chill with his wife because it’s not like there’s anything else to do while you’re sitting there for three hours in the woods unless you’re down to go hiking in unfamiliar areas by yourself