Solitude

I've been spending Friday nights alone in the shop the past couple weeks. After a long week in a classroom with around 150+ high school students and pointless administrative meetings the solitude of working in the shop alone is like a breathe of fresh air. I spent this Friday chopping up my cam cover. I'm pleased with the results. I'm going to try and find a better cut for the sprocket cover, the proportions of the first cut don't work very well with the cam cover. I bought a ticket to Portland yesterday too, this will be my first time on the left coast.













Morning commute/death march