When I think of all the downright disgusting BS that PWCC and others have engaged in over the years with their paper cutters, X-Acto knives and magic markers, I wish there was a fool-proof way to go back over the ownership history of my cards to see if any of them ever ended up spending time in a pathetic PWCC chop shop. Too bad every card doesn't have a unique cardboard DNA signature introduced into them. So, like seeing that Great-Great Grandpa passed through Ellis Island over a century ago with two bucks and a dream, I would be able to see what stops a 1957 Topps Willie Mays made before it ultimately ended up in my shoebox.
