I'm near rockland, maine. let me know if you get it and i'll find out if dad wants to do it with me.
stan, thats funny shit. my dad's favorite job when he was in college was when he worked for a motorcycle shop. his job was to go to the warehouse and assemble the bikes when an order came in. he had me out in the garage with him since i was tiny, tinkering on shit, goin on and on about that damned motorcycle shop. i always loved it though, learned a lot. came in handy when i finally got old enough to like boys. one love connection was made when i was about ten, the boy i liked lost the brakes on his snowmobile and i was the only one who could fix it.
im no mechanical genius, but im always nosing around, asking questions and annoying everyone. i love that shit. plus its hot to watch boys work on their toys.