Labor of love is an understatement! There are times when I look to my right, look to my left, look in front of me and all I see is rust. But then I stand back and get a look at those fastback curves.....I look at the original pictures taken of this car in 1968......I imagine one day I will be out of the garage, feeling the road with the unstable steering and suspension, smelling the non-catalyzed exhaust that makes me dizzy, dodging the stray stone, fretting about unattended parking, wondering if the linkages will permit a smooth shift, monitoring the temperature gauge, listening for that unusual noise, hoping the brakes can stop the beast......then I am glad to be in the garage, plugging holes, grinding excess, and massaging the age wrinkles......Ahhhh