This is quickly devolving into creepy, “seller” stuff. He is now suddenly insisting that I bring cash. I told him I couldn’t because of he bank and that I never buy in the spot. Apparently that’s not good enough as he wants them gone. Creep meter is making out. I may still look but I sure ain’t bringing cash. Imma offer him scrap price to pick them up today. And you can guarantee that I’m now gonna bring my whole crew, armed to the teeth. Actually since it’s in West Virginia and it’s an open carry state I’ll prob wear my massive .45 revolver on my hip just to further reinforce the “don’t try to murder me” aspect of the deal. 😛