incredible once-in-a-lifetime CURB FIND, a Windstone dragon in a free pile across the street! In my rural neighborhood!!!! You've no idea how badly I coveted these things as a teenager (I never stopped). The neighbors are heavy smokers so she has a smell--and the original paint job may have been less of a gold and more of a pearly ivory. Not bad looking for a nicotine patina, though. I'll clean her up as best I can and see if I can leach out some of the smell in a box of pine shavings. Thinking about naming her Sigmund.













