While what Jim has posted is pretty much the way it is, it's more like 2 years for my car. I still like Bri and don't wish him any bad at all, but the time has come for me. Finished or not I need to get my car before I go into the hospital on the first of May. Not to be melodramatic, but I may not come out of the hospital in anything other than a box. if that happens, I don't want to leave loose ends dangling for my wife to try to figure out. I need my car back NOW, finished or not. I've texted him for a time when I can come and pick it up along with the parts that are not on it right now. I realize that Bri has had a hard time of it recently but so have I and now I have to cover my own ass. I don't feel Bri is screwng me over intentionally but I can't ride the train anymore. Just waiting for a return text or call from him so I can get out of his hair and get my shit squared away before I go under the knife.