The S2H blog: Coworkers Bonding

So, last night, got a call from the customer just as I was about to leave... basically railroading me into getting some dwgs updated before I left. Yeah - another late night. It interrupted plans to chill out with some guys from work. But, when I left work, they were still going strong... so, I stopped by.

For some reason, Joe and Andy thought it was a good plan to ride small dirt bikes around the (wet) yard at 9:30pm. Hmmm

Joe takes off one way out of the garage, Andy takes off another. Dan pipes up, "I'm not sure if that's a good idea. I see a head on collision coming." [Dan temporarily departs around other side of garage to take a leak]. ...45 seconds pass by... [CRACK!] ...and Chris and I look out the back of the garage to see Joe's butt in mid air as he flies over the handlebars with Andy laying in the dirt.

Dan comes back... "What's going on?!?" as we're all laughing. "Dan, you called it - head on collision." Chris chimes in with his fatherly voice, "All right guys... time to put 'em away."

Andy's bike took the brunt of the damage... the handlebars took the impact from Joe's bike. A little twisting with a pipe wrench, and the 50cc Yamaha is back in business. Oh, wait. The rear brake handle is busted.

Here's Chris testing out the straightness of the re-bent bars [roll eyes]

And here's Andy tightening up the bolts that hold the bars on. "Where's my 5/8" wrench?!?!?"

The red Honda 70cc here is the culprit - or was it Joe?

The only damage sustained by the Honda was the "sod" that was dug up from the right foot peg - Chris displays it for us...

Uh oh - time to display our manly strength... the idea is to slowly let the sledge down to your lips to give it a kiss. But then, you have to bring it back up to the straight vertical position.

So, that looks easy eh? Go grab your 12 pound sledge in the garage and try it... that's a 36" moment arm for all you engineers out there...

Don't pick on Chris here for choking up the handle a few inches - this is the 4th or 5th time he did it already.

There it is.

And Joe's butt leaked (Pete's too). There's no word in the dictionary bad enough to describe the stench. Wow. Andy's face says it all... Chris pulls out the turpentine to sniff it and mask the smell.