When I see something like this with an asking price of $X500, I'd pay that price only if there was an aluminum briefcase on the front seat filled with X grand in non-sequential Hamiltons...high prices keep away the tire kickers and only the talented negotiators step up, with the gift of gab to drive a good bargain and folding $$$ to back it up. The only time I have attempted to negotiate with a platinum dealer such as this was when I spotted the Spring Special in a Craigslist ad for a '54 Dodge pickup, price $1. When I showed up to survey this diamond in the rough, that geezer said he'd take 3 grand for it, with no title nor key nor tires that would hold air long enough to roll onto a trailer. We chatted a bit, agreed on a price, and when I showed back up with the trailer a few days later, he knocked another 200 hunnert off the price, which was still a few hunnert more than I wanted to pay for the beast...but this ol' geezer was obviously in bad health, so I justified the extra expense for his last case of Jack before he started pushing up daisies. Sure enough, a few months later, his daughter calls me up to tell me of his demise and tried to talk me into buying more of his stuff. Apparently, of all the "treasures" on his property, I was the only taker. And so it goes...