Monday, Monday

I was waiting all day with my phone in my hand for a call from the shop about the Silver Bullet.  They called at about 3:30 saying it needs a fuel pump.  They hope to have it ready tomorrow.  I'm just happy to know they found out the problem.  But all in all, I can't complain - the Old Man and my Sweet Mother bought it new in 2001, and these repairs are the first we've had done in all of those years.  It's all good.