A long time ago when I was 18 I purchased my first car, a 1948 Plymouth club coupe. Cost me $35.00 from a disgrunteled fella who didn't know how to fix it. Well, $10 bucks later, blown head gasket, I had a really great running car that I drove till I went into the service. Never forgot the fun, anyone remember their spedo turning colors from green, to amber, to red??. Anyway, years go by, buy a basket case corvette build it, start realizing how old I am and look for and find an old Plymouth club coupe in a barn in upstate NY. Same color, same interior memories came rushing back. My son, grandson and I went and got it brought it home and made it run. One thing we couldn't do is get the rodent smell out of it so we are in the process of replacing the interior. Why am I telling you guys all this??? Time, its what its about... just time. I drive that old Plymouth and I am a young man again. Like the vette, I can work on this one as long as I can hold a wrench and will drive it every time I get a chance.