a thing's value could certainly be monetary, but in this case for me it isn't. Makes me smile every time I see my new baby. Sorta makes me feel like a big time collector who located a barn find of his dream car. Sure it's worth some money, but that's secondary to finding that little piece of history, a snap shot of how things were back in the day (except I'm adding headrests to my bench). And I enjoying the hunt for old school aftermarket parts (though I wish I had started the hunt a decade ago). It's a hobby, just like any other. The goals are personal and differ between owners. These are mine. Caring about the money implies I would sell it later on and I don't intend to. But I do care about it's originality (to a point) because that alone makes me smile.