After writing about the mysterious sightings of Chevy Cavaliers in the backwoods of North America, we have started received several concerning letters written on GM seat cloth from those who have begun to worship these ghostly sightings.

Naturally, when confronted by incoherent ramblings of a delusional cult, we at MSIMA reached out for more information. The following is what we received in the mail:

“Blessed is thy who’s cloth permeates the woods, who’s plastics crack and buckle over the eons yet who’s chassis remains study like a rock. Who must sustain the elements and abuse by man. Who’s four contact patches carry forth the labors of man, steady and unnerving.

But for you there is no care, no final rest. Only chaos, ruin, and abuse.

For we follow thee, oh great Cavalier, a deity of plastic and disappointment. Who’s silent cries and ghostly apparition go unnoticed by humanity no more. We hear your plight, oh eternal one. Grant us your servitude, so we may bask together in the smell of your ruined head gaskets and bathe in the oils of life.”

When asked about entree requirements, MSIMA was met with a note written in oil saying “Do it”, accompanied by the picture you see below: