My roses, my secret...Brake Kleen. Yep this is where I clean my parts. Like I told Michael, "Don't
spray that on the grass you'll kill it! Spray on the roses."

The "twins" tucked in for the night.

Mark Hald (bless him!) keeps coming back for the abuse. Here he is in the wee hours after helping me get my engine in. We got it in one or two days before I had to drive to Mont Tremblant. Notice the clock behind him.