2018-10-24

The Bland Bicyle - 2018-10-24

Most mistakes I can (try to) correct. I can melt that-thing-there off, or I can throw an extra lump of bronze on that-spot-there and ask my files to figure it out. I can turn holes into slots and call them intentional. That sort of thing.

But this task? There’s no fixing this if I screw it up. This is all-in, one-shot, just-have-to-live-with-it silliness. And it’s becoming one of those love/hate/mostly-hate situations.

Adventures in (Im)precise Hacksawing.

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