Where is everyone #5

Yes

 

Didn’t meet him but I spoke to him on the phone the night I was in Wichita.

He loaded and tarped my load and put it out in the yard in the pouring rain...

“You better be gone by 7pm!!! Better not have tarped that load for nothing..”

“I’ll be gone and i will do ya a solid ... I’ll roll the three tarps for ya too”



I yanked his and strapped and tarped with mine, rolled his tarps and.......left them in the muddy pouring rain

They seem like good people.

 

.......

Holy cow. That’s ####ing cool right there.

 

Last one of the night and it’s in your name, @ShooterK2

I’ll allow @snowman_w900 to carry on the post-Birthday celebration

 

I emailed him about his shop and he tells me that he moved to Sturgis.

 

I'm gonna give ol Shooter a big handshake from me and the boys on TTR if I catch him out there in sand can land.

Btw @stwik ....you did better than me tonight. I drank a rootbeer instead of the real deal.

 

Boy. A guy goes and does his "help the family bit" on Sunday. I'm 50 + miles off grid ( it's not hard to do in Commie-fornia) mother - in-law wanted a small fence.



4 of us threw it together in 4hrs
Add in to. Much of this.


I'm shocked we had straight lines.


I miss @ShooterK2 birthday?

Well @wore out will be home to do some shots for ya.
Me ive had enough for a few ppl., wife drove home. Ice water never tasted so good.

 

Wow you guys. I got home, fell asleep early (ran pretty hard this past week, several all nighters, plus my wonderful wife made me cupcakes, so ya know...), wake up and check in and I got a million happy birthdays.

Humbled to say the least. Thank all of you.

You know I’m home when I get to drink from my Harley mug with the heat-activated flames


It’s gonna be a great day!

 

Vinnie popped up on a suggested YouTube video a while back, apparently he’s running his own auto repair shop.

 

This is some cool stuff right here.

I love those old books. Couple weeks ago my wife and I were at my folks’ house. I pulled a book off the hallway shelf. 70’s Chilton automotive manual. Still had my greasy childhood fingerprints on the cover. Told my wife all about how I used to read hours and hours of that book when I was a young’n, so hungry for that mechanical knowledge. Dad could look under the hood of any vehicle and diagnose and fix what’s wrong. I wanted to be just like that.

I bothered my Dad to death with questions back then. Every day he had to explain how this or that worked. Finally one day he came home from work and called me outside. Climbed up in the back of that Ford pickup and threw a lawnmower motor out into the grass. “What the heck is that for?”

“Boy, take that thing around back, put it on the picnic table, and get my socket set. I’m gonna go in and eat supper while you tear it down. When you come to something you don’t understand, bring it to me and I’ll explain it.”

“But I wanna work on cars and trucks like you, Dad. Not lawnmowers.”

“If you can figure out how that lawnmower engine works, you can figure out a car engine.”

He was right.