Not for sale, going to fix it up someday.

I know everyone has a story like this, but here’s mine. About 30 years ago I found a 56 Chrysler sitting in a field. It looked to be in good condition, so I went up to the house and asked if it was for sale? The guy told me he wouldn’t ever sell it, and he was going to fix it up someday. I told him that if he ever changed his mind, I would be willing to pay 800 bucks for it. He turned around and said to his wife, Doris, where’s the title for the Chrysler? Some fool wants to give me 800 bucks for it. I drove it home.