Captainkirk's Duster project

I have spent the end of work yesterday, and a good portion here today reading this story, and I have to say I'm moved. This has been an incredible journey, and has made me sit back and recount things that I haven't thought of in years.

Of course, like everyone here I'm sure, I would love to read the end of the story now. And I'm sure we can all picture an ending; mine is a gorgeous Duster gleaming in Winchester, the sun's reflection on the chrome only blurred by the sweet, unburned fuel coming out of the two chrome tips.

But I realize that the story, with all that has happened to date, is not ready to be ended. Not yet. Instead, like the Hobbit, it is simply a prolouge of the greater story yet to come.

I understand now why you cannot ignore this journey that you have embarked on.

There are battles that you will win on your quest, and these battles will make claiming the reward so much sweeter. Of course, there will also be those that seem hopeless, ones where throwing in the towel will seem the easiest solution, where adversity will stops you dead in your tracks. These are the battles that will test you.

At these times, re-read what you wrote here, and the comments of those reading it, and you will realize that the hardest battle you will encounter has already been won. The inner battle that forced you to exclaim to all present that you are ready to embark on the journey iteself.