On a personal note, 629 seemed to stalk me whenever I visited the island - no matter where I was, 629 would show up, or so it seemed! I had quite a few journeys on her over the years, her body growing more tired with every passing year. The last I saw of her was a photo, taken by my brother, outside Scarnif, stripped down to bare frame. I believe that's as far as things went, and she was, sadly, scrapped.
