Well, I just offered to return a goodly sum to the new owners to help repair the cratered Cutlass. That's all I'm going to do, it's just bad luck (theirs), or that's what I'm going to chalk it up to, and not look back, I'm flushing this turd of a deal, and will still go on thinking if I owned the car today it'd be purring like a kitten. End of deal.