September 11th: I swap the garage locations of the 2003 and the 1985, so that I can get Lauren up on the lift and work on the underneath. An unfamiliar smell comes from the engine compartment, which worries me until I remember how many cleaning agents have been near that L98. The smell dissipates—all good.

One more thing arrives: some rubber splicing tape.

10 days and 1 weekend to go.