We placed another Summit order that night, then hit the sack again before 10pm. It almost felt like we were acting like a Sports Team who waits until late in the season to turn it on, kind of a "We've been here and done this", confidence that was surely going to bite us if we didn't hit our stride soon.

Thursday morning was beautiful, and everyone seemed ready to get some work done. Dad and Mom arrived fairly early, then Mom took the flatbed and lawn mower trailer, to go back to Fairland.
"Where is the car trailer, Dad?"
"Oh...we parked it over at Darren's next to his brush pile."
"Aren't we going to need it to move some of these cars around?"
"Well, I'm sure somebody will", he got a big smile on his face, "which means they will have to go over there and unload it first!"

Dale crawled under the Gremlin, and started working on the Dana 60, then quickly changed his mind. "Let's just pull this thing out from under the car", he decided, "I'd rather build it on the bench than laying under here all day."