We went around to the back of the car (the engine is in the back) opened the hood and looked at the engine.It was beautiful."When, how?" I sputtered."...ne of my my clients gave me a good deal. It needs a lot of work. some rust removed, the interior redone. A new paint job and she'll be as good as new." When can I drive it?" First, you have to get your license and then we have to redo the brakes and make some repairs. So hopefully, in about a month." That long?"My dad laughed at my long face. I went to visit Zachery the next week end and told him of how I was being abused. Zachery was very sympathetic to my plight and wanted to know the whole story. We went down into the woods for about a half mile, no roads were near and no body could approach us with out being seen. We sat on a small hill that was surrounded by trees,you could almost say that we were above the trees. The trees were not very dense, you could see everything that moved between the trees. When I told Zachery about. What’s the price?” I thought I was going to get a bargain now “Hmm, well I could knock 50p off.” I was trapped; still, this guy had to make a living I suppose; it wasn’t like his shop was crowded with customers. As I was leaving my eye caught another book ‘Pinups of the 30s’. I bought it for their grandad, of course I did. But when I looked at the pictures I wasn’t so sure. These were more than pinups, these were much, much more explicit that that. I was pleased he’d put the books in a brown. I quickly packed and even threw in a sweatshirt - knowing Duluth’s reputation for cool weather. About five miles outside of Duluth, the freeway begins a slow descent down Spirit “Mountain” into the city below. This spectacular view of the city and Lake Superior stretching off to the horizon, never gets old for me. It was ninety-two degrees at the top of the hill and when I turned off the freeway onto London Road along the lake, it was seventy-three. ‘Hmm, maybe there is something to living.