The Torino is up and running and reunited will never feel so good. I don’t care how much it costs to fill the tank. Since I don’t have the heart to murder my cute little Rhoda Pennark of a Datsun, I’m going to pray Miss special special 280Z is hit with a bolt of lightning after all those baskets of hugs and kisses I’ve given her. And I WON’T give her back those shoes!