My car is beautiful, inside and out. The paint job is stunning. Everything new. Or better. Fresh engine, new carb, wiring, the works. And the damned thing runs like crap. I hate it, and daily think I would like to leave the keys in it at the Albertsons parking lot. I often think back to why I originally started doing this, and that was just to have a semi-cool car to run my kids to school in. But it got out of hand, and I ended up sinking a ton of money and labor into a project that sure ended up leaving a bad taste in my mouth. I envy you guys that have cars that start, run, and don't leave you with this fear you are going to have to call AAA roadside service every time you leave the house. Give me a dirty car that will get me home, anytime.