I may not be Dr. Frankenstein, but holy hell does it feel good to bring my car back from the dead.

She’s got the heart from a younger model and the body of an old lady, but she’s mine, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Two years this car’s been off the road after a seal (and, no, not an apex seal) went leaking coolant into the oil. It’s been a long slow haul after I moved out of province and left it at my parent’s place, but I came back for Thanksgiving and it looks like she’ll be coming back with me. A couple days of shakedown and then we’re heading a thousand miles inland, roadkill-style.

Hopefully everything stays working.