Lots of wayward chips out of the notorious Bank Club there in Reno. They got burned or hidden in the sewer. Shoot, I got a couple found buried in a Reno front yard by a landscaper digging a hole for a shrub. Don't know what this one is trying to tell us except that perhaps it's sibling was the favorite child. Not the only Bank Clubber I've seen in such remarkable condition. Can't clean 'em as the dirt has migrated into the core of the chip as the moisture content of the clay recedes. Sometimes the inserts on these smky's start to seperate as well. Tough joint for a sucker, tough life for a chip. Nya, nya, yer a small varient, go away go away.