Dateline -- Sandusky, Ohio. 12:31 am.

We're on our way back home. Pickup went perfectly, thanks to Scott, and we even heard the car run (albeit on starting fluid only) for the first time. Interestingly enough, the car is perfect for the task. For example, it's obviously been in some accidents; both the front end and left rear fender are seamed (poorly) where parts from another TR6 have been spliced in. The drivers side sill almost doesn't exist. On the other hand, someone has welded in a new factory floorboard on the driver's side & the engine may have as few as 58k miles; the frame looks straight and solid and there are probably enough parts to strip off to get us far enough below the $500 limit that we may actually be able to add something back!

As the ol' girl (thinking of naming her Lacey, after both Ginger Lacey, the WW2 Spitfire pilot that appeared in the BL ads AND the lovely pattern of holes in the sills, doors, fenders, etc...) was cranked onto the trailer, it almost appeared that she was happy to be entering the fray again...being used as God and the Brits intended, top down and speeding along... :-)

Flt. Lt. Palmer signing off for the night....