I thought my little classic Subaru Impreza coupe needed her knees scoped; turns out she needed both hips replaced. Rust had seized her joints to paralysis, and bolts sheared before they could loosen. She was in theater for a few days. She wasn't worried, as Clark's has been her go-to garage for 2/3 of her life, providing all of her major and minor physical fixes. She may be a 23 year-old second-hand daily-driver, but with a pit crew like Clark's she feels like a Track Day as a drift-car could still happen for her.