Hi there,
Years ago I lived on a cliff above a lake in Austin, Texas. The wide walkway
from the garage and drive went right to the edge. There are two motorcycles,
a bicycle and most of two cars, tossed as parts and whole over a weekend of
agreeing with myself to not get into other folks personal wrecks. Help them,
drink their beer, work on their stuff, make them take it away for another
day later, when they could come back to help. Got the room back I needed to
work on my own race car, in my own garage. Lake was real deep there,
probably could have gone the rest of my life and not filled it up. No one
else left anything overnight.
Kinda sad there is no lake here behind the house in Napa.
Michael
----- Original Message -----
From: "Scott Hall" <sch8489@garnet.acns.fsu.edu>
To: "Douglas Shook" <shook@usc.edu>
Cc: <shop-talk@autox.team.net>
Sent: Saturday, September 15, 2001 11:01 PM
Subject: Re: compressor fittings
> > Don't you hate it, though, when this happens?
>
> yes. very much.
> the only way to get that thing gone (I thought) was to fix it, one surreal
> problem at a time. I should have known better once I got the seat off
> and saw (the remains of) the battery, but noooooooo, I took it in...
>
> it's done now, but it's still in my garage, waiting...
>
> scott
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