I started out collecting toe nail clippings when I was, Oh say about 6 or 7. I had the largest collection of clippings this side of the Spokane river. My mom found out about my collection and tried to stop me a number of time. She would spank me till I couldnt walk. Then one day, Oh say,it must have been back around 1990 or so. I was skipping down the road and off to my left I see this silver gas pump with some Texaco signs hangen off it. I actualy dropped my gallon rootbeer jug of nail clippings that I was hiding from mom and it broke all over the road. I didnt care!! I just knew that that gas pump had to be mine. I negotiated a deal of $50.00 on the short Tokeheim and never looked back. I used to sleep out there with um I liked them so much. Then my wife comes into the picture. I was trying to have the most gas pumps this side of the Spokane river. At this point I was well on my way to being a full bore gas pump horder. My wife would hit me over the head with her frying pan every time I drug one home. But I didnt care! I was out looking for my next one. Then one day , oh say about 10 years ago the bank stopped by to tell me I didnt have no more money to be out buyen gas pumps with. Well I sat down scratchen the good side of my head and it hit me that I had a problem. I cleaned up and went down to the GPHA meeting with all the other gas pump horders and decided to dedicate my life to practicing what the call "SAFE GAS PUMP COLLECTING" I have been in recovery now for 10 years and am loving life as it comes. Im turning 50 next month and I now have the largest collection of bug legs this side of the Spokane river