What I’ve been doing every night this week.
Carport surgery on rusty bolts!
Potato photos ahead:
Whats that? None of you old bolts or nuts wants to work ever again? FINE I’ll replace every mother fucking last one ya! Said like Pulp Fiction:
What’s that, you’re a zerk fitting and can’t handle a lot of torque... I’ll snap you off!! (Okay, the first one only, now Kelsey is in charge of “snugging them up” and she hasn’t broken any...)
We worked into the night each night doing just a couple hours at most. So many stuck bolts, the cut off wheel made an appearance or ten as did a torch.
All that being said, I am really happy to have K by my side helping me out and keeping me from getting frustrated at every bolt (Read: crossthreading).