Lost car to the indians

Summer of 1967. I was liveing in a boarding house, the landlady was a kinda tuff ole gal, and I called her Tuffy.
Wayne Hawks, Tonys brother, also lived there. In those days we spent a lot of time chaseing girls out on the Stonyplain indian reserve
I was going with Funny at the time so I wasnt with Wayne when he went out that night to check out the girls at the reserve but he managed to get himself in enough trouble with out me.
He was driveing down one of the dirt roads on the reserve when he came to a big mudhole. He just pushed the peddle to the floor and figured he would go right thro the mudhole. Wrong, there he sat in the mud, no way out .
he had a really nice car, it was an older car but in real good shape, and he kept it polished all the time.
He was by himself and just had to leave the car there and figured he come back the next day and figure a way to get it out. We didnt have money for tow trucks in those days. He had to walk a few miles but finaly got a ride and came home.
The next morning I took him back to get his car. We figured the two of us could figure some way to get it out or get somebody to pull it out.
I was surprised that Wanye knew right where it was, as there were so many dirt roads out there. We came around a bend in the road and i heard Wayne gasp as we saw his car. He figured nobody would steel it cause they couldnt get it out of the mud,and he was right, they didnt steel it, it was sitting there in the middle of the mudhole, completely dimolished.
I guess a bunch of indians came buy and didnt like us out there chaseing their women. All the tires were slashed, all the glass and lights were busted, All the finders caved in, mud all over the roof and hood where they had jumped up and down caveing in the whole car, The inside was slashed and cut to hell.
WE didnt even go out in the mud to look at it, we just left it and got out of there. Wayne never did try to retrive the car, just left it and never heard or seen anymore about it.