Al, Michael, Trevor and Eddy stand in reverent attention.

We then, not atypically, gathered at Al's Rustic Country Estate for more camaraderie and some light wrenching on our beloved '02s. If you listen carefully, you can hear the banjos playing in the background.

There's a total of 8 2002s here - can you spot them all? And BTW, Where's Waldo?

The day's planned activities were adjusting the automatic choke on Michael's '76, changing the engine and diff oil in Eddy's '71, plus attending to other minor issues as they were brought up.

The day became much more "interesting", however. While running a short errand to the parts store, Eddy suddenly became aware of a new and ominous vibration in his trusty car of many colours - the very car that had to ferry him across the continent in less than a month! Investigation led to a startling discovery - his guibo was gone. It would have to be replaced before the car could safely be driven!

Michael W, Trevor, Eddy

Eddy sez: "I'm a lucky punk!"

The failed guibo was definitely past its expiration date and now had more in common with feta cheese than rubber. However, like an elephant, it knew where to go when it was time to expire. Yep, Al's yard!