Congratulations, Eric. I got a kick out of your comment about having an "oh, crap" moment in the desert. In mid-November of 1989 I bought a Superbird in southern Kentucky, just a couple miles north of the state line on I-75 north of Knoxville. I had planned to drive it home to Riverside because it had taken all of my money to buy it and I am cheap. I left KY about 10:00am and started down I-40. All was great until I stopped for gas the first time and it wouldn't start again. WTF? Central TN with a Superbird that won't start and nobody to call for help. I finally got it going after about an hour and a couple guys stopping to help. From then on I could never shut it off again, as I wouldn't be able to restart it. I drove it all the way to Dallas, arriving in the wee hours of the morning. I couldn't stop to eat or use the bathroom as I couldn't leave it running. It turned out the points were sticking, but I chickened out as I was afraid something else would happen out in west TX with nobody around. I have friends in Dallas so I stayed with them, arranged to have the car transported, and then hopped on Southwest to get back home. I know exactly what you mean, but it does make for a great story!