my cherished 1962 chevy impala was making a noise. it definitely was not making a noise. nonetheless he pursued the phantom sound by pulling the engine, something he never had done before. spent a whole weekend hanging chain and hoisting and messing with what knows what. when he put it back together and started it the car whopped like a helicopter. we rushed to the door and saw him back out of driveway with a big proud smile on his face, but that smile faded quickly when he shifted the car too drive and it would never go forward again. [ laughter ] but he was always thinking, so he donated the car to the local fire department. to get it there he literally drove the car backwards on