The Pontiac, as Snowball noted below, is home safe and sound after a ten-day stay at the AAMCO car center in Sebring, Florida. I brought it home yesterday afternoon after meeting the manager of the shop halfway there; in South Bay, Florida.
I did have a little scare on the way home: about fifteen minutes into the trip home I saw smoke again coming from under the hood. But it turned out to be an overfilled crankcase and excess oil leaking out, and once it was down to normal — or at least normal for this car — all was well again and I got home before dark and in plenty of time to great the hordes of trick-or-treaters.
Some folks have asked why I spend time and money on an old car like that. Well, I suppose a rational person would wonder that, but then, everyone needs a hobby. Some spend it on pets, or quilting, or collecting mugs from the New York Worlds Fair. I like cars. I always have, and this particular one — owned since it was a year old with 5,000 miles on it — has given me a lot of years of fond memories. And now I hope it will for a few more years to come.