[Jeff Higgins]

When I first got married some one stole the gerry can off the back of my Land Cruiser one night. I replaced it, and withing a week the next one was gone. There was no way to lock it in the rack, but I devised a way after that. Then I left the lock off, but filled the third one with gas and a cup of sugar. A couple of days later the punk accross the street was out working on his small block powered Vega. Seems the motor had siezed. A week later when he tore it down, he found all kinds of hard brown crust and glaze in the bores and in the valve seats. Imagine that.