Thanks. And I do believe I was firmly out of business well before shit got anywhere near as stupid as it is now. And we booked a show at the Whiskey a Gogo to pay for repairs for my wife's Cadillac hearse. Nothing like throwing benefit show for yourself, and seeing is succeed magnificently! I got that car running like a champ. What a great car. Cadillac forgot how to make cars after the 60s, but boy did they know how to make 'em then! That thing was like being on a comfy couch going 100mph down the highway. Sad how it ended, but that's WAY another story... but it DID make me loathe "brown pride" more than I might have otherwise. [that got tagged on it parked in the shitty part of LA we were in well after this point of time. But that period of time still stands out as an exceptional failure in our collected memory, for a myriad of reasons]. I lost my '66 Corvair Corsa around the same time at that same place. And that thing was epic. I had even tuned all four of it's carburrettors quite nicely... but stopping for old ladies in a crosswalk was a death sentence for such a machine in that time and place. And yet, I digress once again!