Driving classic and exotic cars is sybaritic. When they are in proper tune, a synergy is created between man and machine. All feels right in the world. Nothing could possibly ruin that feeling of… clunk. Well… except for the dissolution of that synergy vis-a-vis the sudden resignation of essential bits and pieces, punctuated by a cloud of smoke or a trail of fluid. We may hold skilled auto technicians in high regard, but we still don’t enjoy the presentation of the repair bills -- especially when they involve multiple pages and the inclusion of a comma in the total figure.