It's okay precious, you're safe now.
Four jack stands and two jacks caressing you're beautiful unibody.
Three ours of quality time we spent together tonight. Leisurely exploring, disconnecting electricals, I remove the exhaust, unbolt the transmission bolts. She's all ready to have the transmission dropped tomorrow morning, all that's left is drive-shaft, front shafts, and transmission cross member.
The bolts carefully hamfisted through a piece of cardboard and tribal like notes scrawled around them.