my "sad acoustic" Fender. opened her up from her case and the memories just came pouring out. i took it everywhere i went in its hard case. literally from city corner to corner on numerous occasions, on the trains and buses. got caught in the rain more than twice. once in rainstorm, i found myself with water up to my ankles, a time when i just had to leave the home to avoid family drama.(a 5-hour transit back to my apartment). got a few drops of water on her that day but it was okay. it was something i could turn to when i felt trapped. Vocaroo | Online voice recorder