Michael, I still remember back when I lived not too far from your current home four decades ago the gnats flying into my ears. I would jam a finger in there to get them and them come out with nothing but wax - no more buzzing, but gnat guts almost certainly coated my outer ear canals through the summer months. I doubt I'd like that any better today than I did in 1974 and '75. What I'm saying, bud, is that you're on your own unless you want to catch a plane out here to the high desert and kick around my office for a few weeks while we try to put humpty dumpty back together.
Bring the repaired Jag out and we'll tool around on all of the practically deserted highways in these here parts. We're close to California though, where they often drive in a fashion similar to your Navigator pal.