I knew Paul Brodie (I call him Paulie) would be getting the OHC Ex ready for the show in Half Moon Bay. I can't make it. So I figured it would be a good time to drop in and get a few pictures of the machine as it would be soon packed up for the road. I called ahead and told him I would just take a few pictures, stay out of his way and not bother him. That was my plan. In and out in ten minutes to show you all what he's been up to.
Well here I am tired, late at night, putting this little ditty together for you all. What a day!
I arrive at 11am. Pouring rain outside. Paul is obviously real tired but in good spirits. Adreniline is a pump'in in the shop. He went to bed at 6am and was rudely awoken at 8:30am. Who the *^&*%$! is calling me at 8:30am!!!! Paul exclaimed.
I didn't have such a great sleep either as I had laid down the first coat on my gas tanks and had opened up the tape plugs to air the interior sealant (POR15). The combined off-gas was so powerful in the work shop it woke me up at 3am and I had to put the stuff out side. My nose is all stuffed up with alergys so it didn't seem that bad when I brought them into the house. Big mistake.... think sleeping in a body shop.
So then Paul whacks his hand and curses something. I say what's with your hands? He shows me. His knuckles are swollen, dried out, cut and bloody. You know those cuts that just will not close. I tell him to clean them, bandaids and put some duct tape over the cuts. Always works for me. No time for that. Paul says-Work to do. Enough baby bitchin. I get the tour and the low down.
Well here I am tired, late at night, putting this little ditty together for you all. What a day!
I arrive at 11am. Pouring rain outside. Paul is obviously real tired but in good spirits. Adreniline is a pump'in in the shop. He went to bed at 6am and was rudely awoken at 8:30am. Who the *^&*%$! is calling me at 8:30am!!!! Paul exclaimed.
I didn't have such a great sleep either as I had laid down the first coat on my gas tanks and had opened up the tape plugs to air the interior sealant (POR15). The combined off-gas was so powerful in the work shop it woke me up at 3am and I had to put the stuff out side. My nose is all stuffed up with alergys so it didn't seem that bad when I brought them into the house. Big mistake.... think sleeping in a body shop.
So then Paul whacks his hand and curses something. I say what's with your hands? He shows me. His knuckles are swollen, dried out, cut and bloody. You know those cuts that just will not close. I tell him to clean them, bandaids and put some duct tape over the cuts. Always works for me. No time for that. Paul says-Work to do. Enough baby bitchin. I get the tour and the low down.
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