Circa spring 1998, before eBay got big and Craigslist wasn't around, I was perusing the CLASSIC CAR section of the Atlanta Journal-Constitution when I saw an ad "72 Datsun 240Z, not running, lots of good parts, $800 firm". So, I call the seller and make arrangements to see the car. I arrive at a modest home with the 240Z occupying the one car carport, under a tarp. The transmission is out of it, but everything else is there, plus a bunch of aftermarket hop-up parts (headers, suspension, etc.). EASILY worth $800 (I would later clear over $4k on eBay selling it piece by piece) but I decided to dicker with the seller a little, just for fun. So, I offer him $600...and he gets insulted, starts shouting and screaming and carrying on, until the kitchen door, which opens on to the carport, cracks open and a female's extended arm pokes out, with a wagging index finger. She says, "honey, come here". He excuses himself and goes into the kitchen. A couple of minutes later, he comes out, with a sheepish look on his face, and says to me, ""OK, $600 works for me".