This unexpected thread has been quite touching. However, what we are really talking about is money. I am a poor man in a rich man's hobby. In addition, I am middle aged, so do not have the free time of either youth or old age. So, Mrs. Blueberry needs a ring job. She will probably get a bunch more stuff done. You may be sure she will get a new spin on oil filter. It is the oil leaks that are most pressing. I won't be able to take her out on long hauls for a while. I will need to get an engine hoist and arrange to be allowed to occupy a large amount of space at the museum. The good news is that Mrs. Blueberry really is a car that engenders affection from people. I am hoping some friends from the Mopar club will help out when needed. I'd love to do the transmission myself, with help, as well. I'm delighted to say that most folks in my local club want to see it kept running. Many of these people have two cars. Their show car and their go car. One is for shows, obviously, but the other is for fun. This is not a one dimensional hobby. I know of people who like buying basket cases and then working on them to bring them back to their former glory. Once the project is done they lose interest and can't wait to unload it for another old wreck. Then there are others who, when you visit them, proudly show you all their trophies. I won this with such and such a car, and this one for another. The getting of trophies is their aim and they buy and sell cars quite quickly in order to be able to campaign yet another one. There are other types as well, in between these extremes. I know one guy who likes cars from 1971. The make, the body style, etc, doesn't matter so much as when it was built. Its all good and everyone's having fun. This Imperial, my Imperial, which isn't even really mine, except it really is, is my responsibility for the long haul. I'm confident that my present income woes will resolve. I am also confident that with sufficient applied effort on my part, the help of friends and the generous advice I need only ask for from this fine group, my 1958 will end up better than it has ever been since I have had it. Gosh, but I'll hate to see those stickers go. Hugh