Was working on the car this afternoon, when someone flew by in a Mercedes Gull Wing and shouted, "Here's some rags for ya," as a bag full o' rags, which turned out to be a shreaded suit, plopped at my feet.

I could not make out all of the license plate but I did make out an N and a B. Falling beer cans clattered to the pavement as the car careened around the corner and out of sight.

Nice material, but not good at sopping up oil.