They went back there, looked at all the computers, asked me to come in and tell them what all the computers were for specifically so they knew how to dismantle the network I had been running.
It was around 4 p.m. In the afternoon. I was just taking a nap. Luckily, my sister was home.
There's something on the Internet called the White Resistance Manual. It's pretty much for white supremacists.
When they searched my car, they said that they found a gasoline canister and I think duct tape. Who wouldn't have a gasoline canister on them when driving 3,000 miles across country?
When they were done downloading all the information off each hard drive, they took all the computers, all the literature, and loaded everything into a big white truck and left.
I guess they just wanted to scoop a bunch of people up, hoping they got me, and unfortunately they did.
What I had later learned was that the FBI knew I was going to New York a couple days after the raid.