I just got home finally. I spent Monday at Chuck's. We/He worked under the dash some.He/We decided that the small dash fire had fried the Petronix thingy in the distributor, We/He put in points and it started right up. I had another flat on the trailer. A big long piece of wire or something through the sidewall. New tire. This one aside from the one that committed suicide on the way down. My trailer eats tires. I can hardly keep up with the abuse and snide remarks made about me when I'm travelling and hate the Webmail that makes it hard to respond immediately: Yes, Mark, as I was discussing about Murray's front torsion springs, I knew that you were chomping at the bit to point out that they need lube! For you that don't know, Murray and I went to Mark's house to do something to the exhaust and before I had stopped in his driveway he was under and was putting grease to the beam. It did stop all that annoying squeaking. I'll never live it down. Yes, Jeff, I think I set your E-brake. And no, I didn't drive it into a tree. And yes, everyone has worked on Murray at one time or another. Who did that video?