This is a story that would've been perfect for Halloween. So about in February or May this year when I was living in my old house, I lost the little tail piece to the Classics Ravage that came with Classics Hound. I nearly lost my cool when I discovered that it was gone, but I just decided to live with the fact that I would have an incomplete Ravage. Sucks, because I had it reprolabeled up and everything, and I didn't want to display it missing the tail. I'd mostly keep him in tape mode and just...beside Hound, since I didn't have a Soundwave tape deck anyways. In September I've long forgotten about the lost Ravage tail. I moved in with my grandmother in her awesome awesome house, and we got settled in real nice. Life goes on, until just three hours ago before this posting. I was getting ready go to help clean up the kitchen at my dad's work, when I go back to my computer station and I step on something hard. I pluck it out of the carpet...and it was a piece of black plastic. A thin rod with a big perpendicular round peg. "Oh hell no...this can't be." So I run upstairs to my room to get dressed, and while doing so I check out the Ravage cassette...and lo and behold, it fit, my Ravage complete. In fact, it is the exact piece that I lost at my old house. I'm a secular skeptic, but this is something that really boggles my mind. I cannot believe that this piece got dropped onto the ground in my previous place of living, presumed to be vacuumed up in the endless cleaning I tend to do, somehow got moved with me to Grandma's place, and gets deposited into a place where I would step on it, two months after I've already moved in. I kid you not, this REALLY happened. It's just the strangest and craziest thing I've ever experienced. I hope you enjoyed this...I felt like I just HAD to share this!