[Bill Pritchard]

Reminds me of driving home to the Chicago area from Florida on New Year's Day 1976. Going north on I-95 was like driving a major urban freeway at rush hour....70MPH, bumper-to-bumper. As we approached the Florida-Georgia line all I could see were brake lights and cars swerving in every direction. I took to the median and avoided any damage. Continued north to the first exit, got off and headed west on some two lane highway til we got to Alabama, where we eventually picked up I-65 and continued north. Just crossed into Tennessee when I noticed the headlights on our 68 El Camino were extremely dim. Pulled off into an all-night service station and found out that the long alternator bolt on the small block had snapped off right at the cylinder head. Mechanic miraculously extracted the broken off piece of the bolt from the head, we removed the flat washer from behind the head of the long bolt and managed to get one thread of the bolt into the cylinder head. Made it all the way home like that.