Nice detail. I had a 70 dodge dart and sometimes had problems with the carburetor. The day before my oldest son was born I couldn't get the car to start at the gas station. I had the hood up and was playing with the butterfly and a man came up beside me and asked if he could help. The sun was at his back, so he was in silhouette. I explained the problem and asked him to hold the butterfly open while I started the car. I got in the car and started it and the man put the top back on the carburetor, closed the hood, smiled, nodded good bye and walked off. I sat there in shock as I realized it was Clint Eastwood. So, I like to tell people Clint held my butterfly open for me. Mr Eastwood and I had a relationship full of chance meetings for the next 15-years.