Congrats Buppies, a remarkable accomplishment, enduring love.
All the cars mentioned were great. Like Buckeye I had a late start, freshmen weren't allowed cars at college so
I took the train to Providence. And the next year was working so hard I just couldn't justify the cost, particularly when
my job was to earn everything else except room, board and tuition. Books, entertainment? Earn them. Which working three hours every night
in the school cafeteria accomplished. In high school most of my friends in our upscale semi-rural community had expensive muscle cars, and I loved riding in them. Not for me. And none of my friends worked for those cars either, except one, and he had the nicest
baby blue TR4, maybe an A, real wire wheels, and I bet it dripped Girling fluid of some kind on his garage floor every night.
My next older brother was a decent mechanic, worked summers in a local service station, and now he and his son both own very large local businesses, and I bet he stops in that station out of nostalgia a few times, it's a bit out of town, down in Washington Crossing. I'm mentioning these names because a few of you actually know these places which is neat for me. My brother got hooked on British cars, like many of you.
Old MG where I ruined his second gear on a borrow, talk about feeling horrible returning someone's car after you broke it.
But then he got into Austin Healey 100's, 100A I think. They all leaked. They all had carburetors that would never stay in tune.
They all were fairly inexpensive to work on so if you were on a tight budget, you scrounged.
These were the days when J.C. Whitney was
a real go to auto supplier. You studied that catalog and tried to make sure you got the right model brake pad, or lighting parts.
Lucas, Queen of Darkness. you try getting home at night on a pitch black country road without any headlights.
I believe the Moon made a helpful appearance to me one night getting home.
Goeduck, nice flowers, a bonus!
Sodamo, your aerial shots are really neat.
Don, I promise all of us will pitch in for your bail if they haul you off to the pokey. Go for it.
Wingsprd, your hikes in the snow must be really special. The snow seems to make the woods quieter
PJ, clearly you are our Renaissance Man, one who savors every moment and likes to ease into things, which is all that VW could ever
do is ease...we had a 66 in our family.
Harv, I'd love to hear the story of those clutches. Now just what were you doing with that thing?

Claye, that Scout is now a Holy Grail car, and yours with a V8 and manual? Another one we let get away. Or was putting us in the poorhouse
when we owned it.
LS, oh no on the snowblower. If you have already wrecked two gearboxes, I'd either put smaller shear pins in next time or buy something
new.
Bird, your wife was right. Beep Beep
Jay, sorry about dent. Hopefully we will see less and less of this as radar systems beep loudly at us in new cars.
Like backing out into a lane where you can't see due to blocked vision, and radar says ok or not.
Of course they have to be alert enough to understand that beep means you are about to hit something.
Newest model cars even have full auto stop in reverse now. Cars are being made smarter to overcome dumb drivers.
Toppop, you've been a car guy all your life like me. GTX is a fine ride. Plus even the 383 can be pumped up quite a bit. I love the Corvette engine transplant, often it wrecks the value of the vehicle but not something that nice.
But the big decision with your dream ride is what mufflers to run. There's a wonderful Youtube video from one of the major performance muffler brands that revs up engines with each varying size muffler. Fun to listen to, but not right now with my buzzing ear... was thinking of this yesterday driving the truck. The hemi just has a marvelous sound, but very muted. However if you floor it, almost like it has cutouts, makes all kinds of noise. But in normal operation very quiet. Now that it's out of warranty, hmmm.
Working on older cars is fun, lot has to do with inspection rules in each state.
And particularly if they are going to stick an emissions probe up your pipe.
Time to go move the new Massey out to the end of the lane, waiting for its ride.
Nothing like a little seat time, as I try to get across the one stretch of nice lawn without ruining it.
Hope you all have a lovely day.