Over the New Years
Holiday we were all on the run, I planned a party bought beer and food, and then didn't even show up because my buddies in Kentucky called me on a drunk Friday night and called my bluff so answered the bell and went to Hilton VA, home of June Carter, and where Johnny would go to find peace and detox. I threw down up there with friends.

While I was going north my good friend Scott was coming south with 2 motors for us to rebuild this spring.

Bobbi tooled this leather for Tam and made an awesome patch for her, Bobbi deploys Sat tho so that sucks big time.

Bryant got my flywheels trued.
And last but not least Pat finally got his
Shadetree tattoo.
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