
And here I have added a skim coat of Bondo to cover my almost perfect (but not quite) metalwork. I am not quite ready to chop a '49 Merc...

Here they are in all their naked glory. Nate and I took them over to Ed's tonight. The next time you see them, they should be wearing Cossack colors...

Funny how life loops around on itself sometimes... I met Ed, the guy who is painting my motorcycle, about sixteen years ago, when we took this picture at his place:

The kid sitting on HarleyWidow's lap is about to head off to college. Damn. I'm old. When did that happen?
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