It’s a semi-regular occurrence for somebody to wander in to my parents’ garage while I’m working on my Camaro to ask if it’s for sale.
Personally, I think that is a little weird when somebody is obviously actively working on it. It would be a different story if it was sitting with no attention being paid to it but to interrupt me while I’m under the car seems a bit forward. Still, no harm no foul. Today’s snoop takes the cake in his offer for it, though. He seemed to think I should take his 15 year old Durango in a straight up swap. Now these dudes never offer market value (not that I’d take it anyway) but a busted-ass Camaro will always outrank a busted-ass Durango.