Yesterday, I finally got Dad to take me to an address I got for it, over in Stinkster, Michigan. When the P.I. gave us the info, she said Inkster, though the screenshot said Detroit. Well, it turns out it is in Detroit. Now, Dad would never take me down there, which doesn’t matter because I’m scared shitless of Detroit. So I’ll write the dude a letter. Wish me luck, fellow Opponauts!