Mama still isn't into Slow Wood. She's been keeping me from getting a wagon for years. I show her the price tags on them @ Carlisle every year trying to soften her up for when I found a deal and still no love. Coming along and helping load it was more a resignation that it was finally guna happen with or without her. Ignored it on the trailer all day. Ignored my working on the electrical to get it back off and only came out to say she was going to lunch with the girls. Man, we got lucky it even started to load it! I couldn't even figure out how to access the ground cable to engine mount! Somewhere down under and behind the power steering pump and I'm still not sure how that air pump moves out of the way except that the corrosion on the bolts looks like maybe it doesn't. I just ran a new cable to the block and then had to play with the positive having corrosion from sparking due to intermittent grounding issue. When she finally came home from running her mouth about her ahole husband and his new station wagon I had to ask her to come out and help. More attitude. She's like a teenager the way she just rolls her eyes. All she said when she got to my garage side of the yard was, "You're finally going to get some use out of those stupid Volare wheels, huh? What do you need help with?" I asked her to reach thru the window and twist the key. It fired right up and purred quietly! She tried to hide her look of approval as she asked, "Is that it then?" Came over and gave me a kiss and went back in the house without another word about her lunch or anything...