I got another one - I can't believe I didn't remember this one earlier....
I have a friend in the salvage biz. I got my Grand National from him. I got a call one day from his son who said he had picked up another Buick. He wasn't sure what it was, but he knew it was special.
Turns out it was an '87 Regal Turbo "T". A Grand National, basically, without black paint. This one was maroon with a maroon interior. It was "abandoned" at a service station, who then took over the title. In Pennsylvania, when this happens the car is automatically issued a Salvage title. My brother bought the car and titled it in NJ.
It had a lot of miles on it, but was decently maintained. We found the original window sticker and receipt for every time it visited a shop from 1987 through the present jammed in the glovebox.
Since it was a local car (versus something bought at auction), we asked my buddy what the story with it was. He said that the guy bought it new and ultimately gave it to his son. No one knew where the son was, but the daughter had brought the car to the shop for work. She had been driving it and neglected the obvious signs of a failed turbo. She continued to drive it until there was nothing left of the bearings in the center section and the oil that was supposed to be lubricating the turbo was being pumped directly into the exhaust system. It looked like a mosquito fogger when it ran.
My brother and I put a new turbo on it and cleaned it up. It ran great and my brother had been driving it for several months when he decided to do some interior work. When he removed the console, a large quantity of small plastic bags fell out - each filled with a white, powdery substance. Cocaine, packaged for distribution.
Turns out the original owner's son was in jail on drug offenses. It was "abandoned" because he was incarcerated and his sister didn't want to or couldn't spend the money to fix the car.
The law in NJ allows someone who stumbles across narcotics in such a manner to turn them into the police with no questions asked. Knowing better, I gave the stuff to my attorney who tried to turn it in. The cops grilled him for hours trying to get him to divulge the source. He didn't (though I just did!).
My brother and I laugh all the time when we watch COPS and someone says "That's not mine!" when they find drugs in the car. Could've been us!
. Ive also had a very suprising good experiance recently. While inspecting my CB350 kart engine I discovered that the P.O. had prepped the engine perfectly before storage 
. After sitting for 10 years it has around 160+ psi of compression! Its always nicce to get something good out of Craigslist. 
