I'm been reading alot here about bikes that wives or girl friends have bought for their guys. Mine is the same way, she gets stuff that has no relationship to the bike I'm building right now, but damn!!! I wonder if it's some kind of plot. I must admit it keeps me out of the bars and she always knows where to find me, either in the garage or trying out some new thing I've done to the bike (cell phones are an evil thing). She knows where I keep the keys to the truck and where the ramps are stored, I swear THEY KNOW!! Weird, I believe they're aliens out for world domination throught mechanical means and parts. Although I'm pretty sure "The Fire Down Below" has something to do with this! Mine is particularly dangerous, she knows how to handle a nail gun, has a complete set of Craftsman Sockets in metric and SAE, a two car garage, even a metric and SAE tap and die set, Oh God, I think I'm hooked.
Terry
J'ville, Fl.
Terry
J'ville, Fl.