my first fly and drive

It starts in a few minutes, my friend is on his way to give me a ride to the airport.

This is my first fly and drive, and I added plenty of variables to help Murphy teach me his laws.

Earlier this year, I started looking for a CA car to drive to PA for less cash than I would spend on a week of renting a 911 from hertz. Time travel

I am from the north east and CA has a golden supply of old yet not rusty cars. I dearly wanted something 80's and sporty without rust, or something japanese and utilitarian, or german and luxurious. Well after wiring my sister (who lives in CA) the cash, she bought a 4runner, with (unknown to me) 275,000 and the (not)trusty 3.0 v6. As I had insisted all purchases other than mercedes must be manual transmissions, this trucklet is a stick. My sister does not know how to drive stick. Yet.

So we have a cross country trip to learn the art of the stick, and not break it.

Because a cross country trip isn't enough; I planned to go from SF CA to oregon, up the 101 (the ORIGIN of the trip, although once dreamed of this trip in a rented 911....) Once up north, cross the rockies, stop at yellowstone and rushmore and back to PA!

Last night I bought a new large suitcase to fit my tools. They fit. But they exceed the weight limit. The fee for heavy bags is $125, I have some harbor freight coupons so I will pick up $124 of metric tools in CA.

It's all about making the not easy choice. Or something like that.

Wish me luck!

and the 'yota:

The adventure begins....

Do you have a phone that gets good internet coverage? I know that basically everyone does, but I thought I'd ask. When I did a fly and drive with my 911 the forum saved my bacon when it failed to start on the second day. Your best tool is knowledge, and a phone let's you carry the collective knowledge of us all in your pocket.
When you get there, check fluids, check fuses, check the spare and tools to change a tire. Then leave the radio off for the first day so you can get used to what the natural sounds of the truck are.
Most importantly, have fun and post pictures.

That sounds like fun! What are your plans for it? Use it up until it rusts away? Summer time trail rig? Winter time 4x4?

First update: flight delay, 6 hour layover in Detroit airport. Flight attendant suggested I browse the airport shops. For six hours. I can't even stand the grocery store if my trip takes more than fifteen minutes. Lol. At least I'm not at work!

For info I downloaded the fsm's, and smart phones plus forums are valuable (or distracting, in this case). A few years ago I called my sister and had her look up a gm pass key bypass online while I sat in a dead car at a gas station. Technology ain't bad

Not sure of use for truck, I will undercoat it, sort it, and it will most likely live with my sister in Boston. Or I will drive it in no Miata weather 'cuz I hate my Honda. Or just drive it around and pretend I'm a big rig driver. Or if the '6 blows, I have a 1uz on an engine stand....

So it made it! With only 2 repairs!

Unfortunately I have been too busy with work and other fiddly bits, my miata is back on the road and my honda made out with a hit and run driver for the worse.

Teaser photo, I will put updates soon!

Factory CD player! It doesnt work.....

Cool. Now you need to write up the rest of the trip. Sounds like fun.

So I have lots to say about this trip, it was a great time, and the US is so different everywhere! I should have named this trip "how not to teach someone to drive stick."

The idea with getting a stick was to force my little sister to learn to drive stick. It was not to drive 4500 miles while she napped. Plus automatics are lame.

I planned the trip with the roadtrippers app and online software. It is still a little clunky, but allowed me to plan around waypoints, and helped me find stuff "nearby" while driving.

I had originally planned to spend the first day in CA going over the truck my sister had purchased. Because of the huge flight delay, that went out the window.

I flew into SF airport (bought ticket months ago). The truck was in Monterrey. My sister lived in Berkeley. After an impressively delayed flight (for honestly no good reason) and shuttle, we got to Monterrey around 9p, needed to get to Berkeley to sleep for night, about a 3 hour drive away, sun is set... Why hello mr murphy lol.

The guy who held the truck mentioned "the throttle is a little stiff." Well, its too late now, gotta get on the road so we can leave first thing in the morning... Get in to go, step on the gas. Nothing. Stomp on the gas, it moves. I laughed outloud. There was no way anyone could learn to drive a manual transmission vehicle with a gas pedal like this, I was struggling to drive it period. Filled the tank to the brim (it took 12 gallons, wonder what size tank it is), kicked all the tires to make sure they weren't going to fall off easily and hit the road.

I was made aware that the odometer stopped working a few years ago, it showed 264,000 miles, and they "estimated" to have over 280,000 miles on it.

The first night I am driving down the highway, trying to feel/listen/smell for impending doom when I notice the gas gauge starts dropping. I lost a 1/4 tank per the gauge in 3 minutes. I started panicking when it kept dropping and had only about an 1/8th tank left. Nothing smelled like leaking fuel, I had only been driving for a short time, but I had no relationship with this vehicle. What if it was running pig rich and getting 6mpg's? What if there was a hole in the tank and that is why they sold it with an empty tank, what if I lost the return line and have been dumping fuel out back? I don't know how to estimate how much fuel I have used, I was told the odometer does not work and now I appear to be loosing fuel rapidly, its late and dark. I don't even know if this thing has a 15 gal tank or 20 gal tank. I'm trying to crunch numbers for worst case scenario time vs (GPS) distance empty tank on side of road when we encounter our first "hill." Oh no, this thing has no power. Downshift to 4th, chugging along 40mph, foot to the floor. Oh no.

What was I thinking, worst plan ever.

Crest the hill, trying to get my co-pilot sister to search for nearby gas stations. None. Time to push on!

Suddenly the gas gauge started to climb. Oh, so the truck is now making fuel and putting it back in the tank... Oddly, I noticed the odometer seemed to be working. What the heck, its not over heating, there does not appear to be enough fumes to worry about catching fire, I'm exhausted from the terrors of domestic flight and I want to sleep. Before leaving I had about 3 hours of sleep due to working eveinig shift and a 6a (well in theory) departure time. If I make it to midnight with the time zone changes, I have not slept in 24 hours, and before that I only had 3 hours of sleep. So I ignorantly push on. We make it. I park near a prius with a bumper sticker that reads "I love obamacare." I'm too tired to get angry, hey, maybe they sell insurance and legislation has created a economic boom for them. Who knows...

I slept. Up early. Told lil sis to pack all her earthly belongings, we have a 10 hour drive to get to our first hotel. Make me coffee, I'm going to look at the truck.

Shoot. It's still there, no one stole it, and it didn't burn to the ground..

The engine appeared to have the right colored fluids, the oil and antifreeze appeared to be staying away from each other. I forgot to look to see if the gas tank was still attached. I examined the throttle; the cable had a few inches of slack due to stretching. Conveniently toyota built in juuuust enough adjustment. Aparently the first half of the throttle pedal had been doing nothing last night. Push the gas past the halfway point and it started to crack the throttle. Because of the oblong cam of the throttle, the first half is the stiffest. I had been driving using only about the first 1/4 of the throttle..

Hey, not bad! That's why I couldn't climb the hill in 5th, I couldn't give it much gas! Adjust the cable, it is still stiff, but it is now linear! Wow, an almost drivable vehicle!

Of course, planning on being on the road before 9 a, plus 1-2 hours budgeted for rest stops and food meant to me we should get to the first hotel 8-10p. Perfect. Apparently for my sister, it meant, sometime after 11a is just fine, hey I'm a girl, I don't understand this time stuff. Also, she packs by stuffing belongings floor to roof, so if you were ever to have a need to look around (like say to merge on a highway, double check blind spots..) your view can be blocked by pillows and suit cases! So I spent some time unpacking her stuff and re-packing.

I can see out the back now!

We are already hours behind schedule, but we are on the road! Might as well document the trip!

First Berkeley picture. Yes it is brake and tire shop, but it has the B word!

Stay tuned for the rest of the day!

berkeley brakes and tires! We got a working throttle!

Take that incredibly awesome post above and use it as the start of a build thread. Doesn't matter if you really plan to build or not, this truck NEEDS it's own thread.

So day 2, or the first real day. Filled up gas tank before leaving town; took something like 8 or 9 gallons. Travelled about 160-180 miles last night, odometer seemed to work. Might have got 21mpg. Hmmmmm. Should have investigated how big the tank is, but I'm in a hurry to get on the road.

Today, we hit the PCH and drive up the west coast to Oregon! Exciting! Hit the road and traffic is a dead stop. Traveling through SF on a friday afternoon, is a bad idea apparently. Google maps estimated something like 3 hours to travel 15 miles. Guess this is real traffic... Sharp from gas station coffee (seriously, we were down town Berkeley, and my sister got us crappy gas station coffee) we decided to divert east then north around the city. Once we got around the city we stopped at an oriely auto. Because I have never been to one. I spent $100 on 4 quarts of oil, a cheap metric socket set, cheap screw drivers, cheap wrench set and 3 new wipers. Apparently oriely is just like autozone or advance. I wanted to hit up a harbor freight for more tools but the late start and the traffic detour were killing time. I did pack coupons... Google maps kept trying to route us highway 5 to the hotel, I did not want that as the primary reason for being here was to drive the pacific coastal highway! Went to a walmart, no maps, no maps at oriely, none at the gas station. Hmm. Jack in the box has good burgers (again, trying new west coast things!) and free wifi. We pulled out my sisters laptop and plotted a route. Looked like we could hop on 505 north for a bit, then back track west on a road called 128. That should take us back to the coast and to the PCH!

This is where I started to learn the lesson of why speed limits are so vastly different out west versus the east.

The 128 is a mountain road, it twists through the napa valley, all sorts of hills, cannyons, mountains, lakes etc. Amazing roads. Still fun even driving a giant toyota truck barge SUV thing. Would be heaven in a sports car.

Anyways, the speed limit was something which seems reasonable for a highway, 45 or 55, not quite sure. But acheiving that speed in anything short of a sports car would be impossible. There were turns the toyota would squeal the tires going around at 20mph, there were no guard rails, the scenery was amazing. They actually are speed limits, literally. Like don't exceed this speed (in a straight away maybe?). Other than that, drive a safe speed. And plenty of pull offs and signs help you get out of the way for those blessed to be driving more appropriate cars. It was not crowded either, I hustled the toyota along, and dove out of the way of more serious machinery that caught up with me.

The 128 was one of the greatest drives in my life. And I did it in a lumbering SUV. Before the beach, it wound through some redwood forests!

Then, at sunset, we hit the PCH!

Now, most of the pch to drive, and the sun is going down!

From what I saw with limited time, this road too was amazing, with great views. Then it was dark.

Didn't see this:

and this was actually pretty creepy at night, the place shut down. You could just see the pair with the headlights. I was just waiting for them to come alive.

The roads kept being serious. But I was tired. All these turns and hills, drop offs. Lots of work. I had a subaru forrester fly up on me, I let him by. About an hour later, I passed him, steam billowing from the front. Reminded me this toyota v6 is supposed to blow head gaskets too..

Then it ended. Too bad I missed the scenery!

Alright, now only to travel about a third of oregon before sleep!

Sure of a late arrival, we phoned the hotel ahead. They said they would leave the key under the mat, and drive safe. We arrived sometime after 3am! With NO mechanical failures!

Oh well, again, physically beat, I went to bed.

Early to rise, I see this!! And fresh local GOOD coffee in the room!!!!!

The next day was planned looking at a map and not really knowing the locale.

The start was Bandon Oregon, up to see Astoria, then settle in for a sleep before crossing the rockies first thing in the morning. I did not want to miss that! I chose Yakima WA as the end point. If any of you are familiar with the geography there, you know my mistake.

Anyways, early to rise with gourmet coffee on board, checked the fluids, still there. Tires still seem to be inflated and round, so lets hit the road!.

First stop was haystack rock. Pretty cool. Then Astoria! Well, I was so excited about living out real life Goonies adventures I took a wrong turn and wound up in Washington. The bridge crossing the columbia river was terrifying in the 'ol toyota with sketchy steering. So terrifying, I turned around and crossed it again after realizing I made a wrong turn. But I had to catch my breath first:

Then, there was the goonies house! Well, it is someones house, and they live there. So no pictures with the toyota in their driveway!

But we had some dinner, drove downtown, noted a familiar museum. Where is my bike...

Then saw this!!!

Obviously with my good planning skills and my sisters ability to get ready early we made it to the museum after it closed.

The comparison between the jeep and the 'yota are great. My last SUV was an xj and I loved it dearly. The yota truly dwarfs it. My xj had the ax-15 transmission, very similar to the toyota box. They have the same shift feel. But, the xj was more nimble on its feet, and the 4.0 had mountains more torque than this yota.. However, my 'yota had no bullet holes in the hatch.

Well fed and happy about the scenery for the day we headed east for the first time! I wanted to put some miles under our belt before crossing the rockies! How exciting!

Once a little inland we jumped on the 5N to catch route 12 and I was in for a scare! The first straight highway I have travelled and this thing is a handfull! Pulling very hard to the left, correct, then it will jump right at will! Yikes. White nuckled it to 12, got some gas, and checked the tire pressure. They stayed round, so I hadn't paid much attention thus far. Well, maybe I should have, they were all filled to 55 psi!!!

Scared of big changes I lowered them to 40 psi. It still pulled to the side, but wasn't as "darty" jumping around. The tie rods and suspension didn't seem obviously loose or worn excessively. Back on the road.

This is where again my poor planning paid in spades. You see, Yakima WA is on the east side of the rockies. I took 12 to Yakima because I had heard 90 was a nice road to cross the rockies.

So now, I am driving at night, call the hotel- tell them we will be late. And we seem to be changing major elevation. Then this:

Yes, we crossed the rockies at night. In a snow storm. Yes the ABS worked on the toyota. No, I was not happy about it. Yes, we did check in to the hotel sometime after 2 am. No I did not use 4wd, nor did I fear for my life, we get snow out this side too, I've been driving in it all winter. Glad I made reservations and called ahead to hold our room, every hotel was booked solid that night!

So far I have driven most of the PCH and crossed the rockies after dark. Oh well, its Sunday now, gotta get up early for church!

So after church, I'm still grumpy I missed the rockies. But when we get gas the station has an atlas for sale! Wow, so much easier to use than a phone! Especially if you know the route you want. And the truck got 21 mpg again! Odometer still moving, and gas gauge has fixed itself for now. Little sister spends too much time in the grocery store looking for something they don't have, comes out with waffles which were glazed like donuts. They are not good, but I want to get on the road. I dearly want a full nights rest.

So we stop at Spokane WA for a late lunch (yes, late..)

Those are the falls. Very pretty city.

Spent way to much time there. Next stop is Gardiner Montana, just outside Yellowstone!

Road is straight as far as the eye can see! Little sister naps.

Roads getting smoother now, what I thought was a jerky ride from rough roads and overinflated tires feels like a slight miss. It is only at 1k-2k rpm with moderate to large load, easy to drive around. If I didn't have to make up time today, would be a good time to give little sis lesson on the manual trans. Thank goodness the cruise control works, my right calf is already sore.

Like we are forming a pattern, little sister calls ahead and tells hotel we will be checking in late.

Again, I am reminded of the literal meaning of speed limits. The road to Gardnier is a single lane highway and the speed limit is 65 or 70. This is a back country road. I spent most of the time going 50-60ish because I wanted some type of a chance of avoiding a deer herd. The limits are there as a limit, for best conditions...

Hotel desk clerk emails us, recommends changing hotels further north, to avoid elk/deer on a late night back road. No thanks, I don't like sleep apparently. Just as we roll into town, there is an elk herd in a nearby restraunt parking lot. Well, its past 2am again, time to sleep!

It is okay though, wake up early to this!

You have me convinced I need to do this asap, guess I need to find that bimmer on the west coast!

Now I'm all excited to drive across the country again.

I was forced to do that section of 128 at night after 20+ hours of being awake, so i didn't get to enjoy it as much.

Next time i will plan to not hit Redwood National on 4th of July weekend and NOT make reservations.

So yellowstone day had the least amount of travel, I wanted to spend time here!

Up early to check out of hotel.

I knew in advance most of the park is closed for the winter, but the North and North east gates are open, and the northern road is open. Aparently the rest of the roads were open for bicycle traffic, so there were some people there to bike the closed roads.

My plan was to travel across the top of yellowstone park eastbound, then leave the park and continue east to Gilette wyoming. Should be like 5 hours driving after leaving the park.

I checked the park website, and that northern road was open, so we hit the road!

Checking in at the front gate the ranger was asking me all these questions about things I didn't know (what was I going to see, what stops was I going to make etc.) I didn't know as I was going to play it by ear so I stopped listening to him. He did say something about leaving from this same gate, but I figured he was talking about something else. So on to the park!

The buffalo were not concerned with creating traffic jams!

I like knowing where I am on a global scale

This thing was cool, but smelled bad! If it was man made it would be considered toxic waste and harmful to the environment. But it is natural, so its all cool!

These guys could care less what was going on around them. Quite intimidating actually.

Things like this can be seen. Pictures do not do justice.

These guys were everywhere.

The east end of the park was mountainous and snowy! Driving we had daydreams of spotting a pack of bears, but no such luck!

Somewhere at the rosevelt lodge intersection there were more signs about road closures. But the road I wanted was open, so why bother reading them!

The speeds traveled in the park were much lower, nice roads, but I didn't want to hit any wildlife. I live in a remote area on the East coast, yet I have never seen so much wildlife oblivious to humans and vehicles.

The miss was getting worse. The night before I had attempted to travel 80mph as the highways had that speed limit. The odometer was still working, and I averaged 16mpg the day before.

I was planning on giving little sis a driving lesson when we reached the Northeast entrance. Still open, don't know what that silly ranger was talking about. There is a town just outside the NE gate called Cooke city, it is on highway 212 which I would take Northeast to 90 to get to our hotel for the night.

Well, ignoring all the warnings came back to bite me. 212 was closed past cooke city. That is the only road out, and it is closed. Yes, now you will need to back track, travel 2+ hours west, another hour north than repeat the 2+ hours east on 90. So I just added like 5 hours travel time by not paying attention to what the nice ranger said.

No time for manual transmission lessons, hit the road again! Filling up after yellowstone (yes I burned a tank of gas in yellowstone park) the toyota averaged 25mpg! I suppose the aerodynamic efficiency equivalent of pushing a 4x8 sheet of plywood down the highway is what is killing my high speed fuel mileage!

Stop here for a dinner break!

Park closed at 6pm. We pulled up at 556, they closed the gate in front of us

Oh well, across the street for a sweet gift shop/restraunt.

I was happy to order a buffalo burger. Those guys made so many traffic jams this morning!

Little big horn was so cool. It was sad too. There were abandoned motels and roadside attractions. I loved seeing the actual area, driving across the actual river, seeing the landscape, makes the history come alive! But there is obviously no modern interest in this "cowboys and indians" stuff. The only people there were baby boomer aged. My little sister had zero knowledge of the history of the area, and it is obvious kids today do not care either.

Filled with food we hit the road again, per usual, phoned the hotel to let them know we would be checking in late, and to please hold the room. Nice hotel in Gillette, but got in late again. Up early, lots to see today!

JtspellS wrote: You have me convinced I need to do this asap, guess I need to find that bimmer on the west coast!

Just don't let your sister "help".

In reply to Duke:

Problem is they are the sensible ones

I'll get the girlfriend to help me out on this one.

So the reason for stopping in Gillette was to be within reasonable drive to see Rushmore in the morning.

Just before leaving in the morning, we decided, why not add devils tower to the stops, only an hour or 2 detour. What the heck, its not like we are really going to get to sleep a full night on this trip anyways!

Checked in at the gift shop, nice lady let us know we were the first customers of the day, and we were all the way from california! Guess these plates are finally starting to look out of place!

The road to devils tower again impressed me with the "speed limit."

It was a back country road, and the limit was 65. There was NO WAY most any vehicle could sustain those speeds around some of the turns. So we drove reasonably and safely, and sped up at the straight aways...

By this point I have accepted my fate as the driver, little sister is getting good at taking naps and doing actual work work. Sets the wifi up, plays music over the radio with a bluetooth adaptor, takes phone calls and answers emails!

Then:

We made it!

Truck is becoming undrivable. I have to shut off the AC climbing hills, the miss is unmistakable and causing severe power loss.

I'm crunching scenerios in my mind. Doesn't seem to be fuel, has plenty of high rpm power. Could be ignition. But what if I burned some valves, I'm sure they are out of adjustment with this mileage and I just did 2 days of 75-80mph sustained driving. I don't think its the headgaskets, but what do I know?

This photo op made it clear something needed to be done. The road to rushmore is a 10% grade. Pulling back onto the road I couldn't keep the truck running, the miss was so bad it couldn't pull the grade. I had to rev it to like 4k rpm and slip the clutch until we built up speed. Little sister says "something smells funny." Yes, you are correct, it does smell. That smell used to be a clutch.

The park at rushmore was amazing. We ate lunch there. The cafeteria had great healthy well prepared meals. I had stew with veggies beer and a view!

Plenty of time to think about the truck we stopped at an autozone in rapid city.

I bought cap/rotor/wires/plugs and a plug socket, somewhere over $100. Counter monkey said only $4 platnum plugs listed for the truck. Whatever, give them to me. Later I found the plug number in the owners manual, should have looked it up myself.

Spent a few hours changing everything. the cap and rotor seemed fine, wires, no idea, but the plugs were nasty! Huge gap, and deposits almost doubling the size of the electrode. Drivers side plugs were easy, passenger side were tougher, it got easier as the engine cooled off. Then I dropped the socket somewhere between the starter and the frame. So I spent an hour trying to get it back. I didn't want to give up and leave it because I figured it would short out the battery cable and burn the truck to the ground. So I put on old clothes and rolled around under the truck trying to get my $8 socket back.

The intake boot had a tear past the AFM, but it seemed to seal up when the clamps were tightened.. 2.5 hours later, the truck started! Yay, lets pack up and hit the road!

Miss is gone! Such a relief!

Per routine, call the hotel. Yes we need to check in sometime after 1am, yes please hold the reservations.

This is a good thread.

This thread is cementing my desire to do a fly and drive

Thanks for posting. Can't wait for the updates

So the hotel SD was the most expensive, and the least nice. I won't single it out online, but it wasn't great. I chose a city in SD because it was on our route, and seemed like a days drive after rushmore. Again, picking a random spot on the map without research or knowledge doesn't always work out for the best.

When we had called to let them know of a late arrival, we got a canned answer (it was a hotel chain). But when I checked in, I had to wake the staff member to get the key and check in. He was not happy. The room was not the cleanest, but I was tired. The continental breakfast (I'm sure required by the chain, based on their national adds) consisted of a few plastic wrapped pastries and bad coffee. We probably stayed 5-6 hours, and the desk clerk was wearing the same outfit and had the same grumpy mood as I had recently experienced. Oh well, I got some sleep, a nice shower, and an adventure!

The hotel had a huge parking lot, for 18wheeler parking I assume. Nothing planned for the day, time for first manual transmission lesson! The throttle worked, the miss was gone, new day, no excuses!

We spent a while doing clutch "drills," stop starts, shifting etc. Just as she started getting the hang of it, I said okay, lets hit the road. She didn't want to jump on the road right away, wanted more practice ( I understand, parking lot was flat, didn't know what lay ahead, still have time to drive)

On the highway, headed to chicago!

Stopped in Iowa city for late coffee break, beautiful city!

Then, randomly, I decided to get gas. Yes, I stopped here purely on chance!

This is: the largest truck stop. Wait for it. In the world.

There was so much cool stuff. Actual truck parts. Useless truck parts. Amazing selections of samari swords and ninja throwing stars.

There was an entire section of only tye dye wolf howling at the moon type shirts.

I resisted the urge to buy a 12v crock pot and a brew through 4 cup coffee pot. I was also not allowed to buy the world's largest chrome hood ornaments. We bought some food, some gas and hit the road.

I'm pretty sure optimus prime lives there by the way.

Dark again, on the road. Little sister picked out this hotel, it will be my birthday. So I let her choose.

Soon we see this.

Yes it says 111 miles. No we did not see a sign for 106 miles (why chicago does not have signs on every road in a 106 mile radius, I don't know)

We did have a full tank of gas, it was dark, Sunglasses were there, but no one smoked and I didn't pick up candy cigarettes. Still pretty fun.

The traffic into chichago was still pretty thick, but moving. I was a little frusturated that it was that busy at 1am on a wendsday night, but we made it okay! Checked into the congress plaza hotel, very neat place. Valet only parking. I laughed when the valet filled out a card and asked me to sign it. He had spent 10 minutes writing down every dent and scratch so I could release the hotel from liability. I should have taken a picture of his card, he had something marked on every panel.

The hotel was very nice. They had a manned desk and checking in late was of no concern.

This was my view when the sun rose!

The hotel had plenty of history and character. It really felt like you could bump into a mobster during prohibition, or sneak into a presidential speech.

That morning we slept in, walked around the waterfront for a little and got real deep dish pizza.

Apparently Giordanos is agood place to eat. I thought it was great, but portions too big to eat in one sitting!

Last day, time to hit the road!

epic

Sounds like a fun trip. Great thread!