Post Convention pics...
Dusty and filthy, Wednesday morning after getting home late on Tuesday night.
Son-of-a-bitch. That was not there when I left Ohio.
Damn. That sucks.
Some debris of some sort blasted that cover.
However, it did not die in vain. Did its job till the end.
Now for the funny part. Chriscar give me a present at the Convention. A very generous, rare, no-longer-in-production, custom-reproduced gift. These are going to Tearoffguy before I use them.
How strange is that? And thanks again Chris.
Shawn B
Edit: And now that I've seen it, that foglight bracket metal piece is coming off, getting hit with some sort of rust-kill stuff I already have in my shed, and then painted to nice shiny black before being reinstalled.