Have yet to put the wheels on. Fishbone lent me his inclinometer so I can align the engine with the frame properly. But I'm a couch potato tonight. Got a wicked sore throat.
Blanket, remote, popsickles.
It will be a cold wind, Roger. Not all of us dwell in the land of milk and honey. I'll have the wheels on the ground Sunday, I suppose. But this is Indiana. And therein lies the rub...
Indiana lives and breathes high school basketball. Tonight, and this weekend start sectional tourneys around the state. Now- this is an actual fact- in the next few weekends, there will be snow of epic proportions. Basketball playoffs and snow. Always.