[Zedder]

Actually, the story is really more tragic than it sounds. Robert Lee was stationed at Fort Bragg when the wheels were stolen from the car and the car was across the street at a Chevy dealership the night that he was killed. Earlier that day, Robert and a friend had been out at a bar when some locals began picking on a young black man who had tried to order a drink. Racial tensions were high in NC at this time and Robert stepped in and told the guys to leave the fellow alone. Late that night, Robert and his friend left the bar and decided to go across to the Chevy dealer to see if the car was finished before heading back to Fort Brag. As they walked back to their barracks, they were attacked from behind and found the next morning in the ditch by the side of the road. Robert was dead and his friend didn't see the assailants. Robert's Mom was devestated and refused to sell the car. After her death, the father did a few things to the car to get it ready for a few shows, but got sick himself and passed away before showing the car. Speaking to the family was heartbreaking as you could hear the pain in their voices...