In reply to EastCoastMojo :
Ok!
Since my friends and I weren’t partiers, we’d explore old cemeteries at night among other things. We found a very old cemetery, civil war era. The old tool vault built into the side of a hill had been bricked up long ago but there were four missing bricks making a hole roughly the size of a shoe box. By clocking my head 90 degrees, I could juuuuust squeeze my head in and then straighten out to look inside. Well, 10:00pm in an old New England cemetery, inside this place was pure blackness. Nothing could be seen but I could hear something. Just as I wondered what it could be inside this vault, a bat flew from the darkness, brushing its wings past my head and out the hole. My head, which due to having had to rotate to fit it in, was stuck i tried fruitlessly to back the berkeley out of there in a hurry. Scared the E36 M3 out of me almost literally.
