And yes both were right there stairing me in the face. I am sure sum of uze remember the story of me feelin pretty good about my man hood. On the way home from a week in the Keys fishing with friends, boat, and time away from wifey and work. Came down Park Blvd a mile from home and my buddy at the time,,, goes isn't that your wife driving that new red Toyota MR2. No way,, till I followed her to MY house and my twin turbo Supra was gone. Divorce papers were written in the sand,, at that point. Not like we needed a car. I had a company car I drove 90 % of the time and the Supra was a quiet time and place. Nope, that did it. I moved out of town, she got a boy friend, I lived off my exspence $$ and salary and that was it. She went back that Monday for the car,, now,, knowing the damage she had done. The carb was gone. 1 day or she was telling me that. Damage waz dun already.