Friday, August 1, 2008

Off to Meet a Stripper

Made you look.

You know you thought it.  Didn't you.

Cleaning things up with a sander was definitely not going to cut it.  Later in the year, I scraped enough moolah together to ship everything off to a media blaster in the Valley, and they cleaned it up good.  I even got about 30 pounds of media back as a bonus (which I would find over the next few years in all sorts of odd places, like inside of body panels that were supposed to be sealed).

Here she is, off to the stripper.  What I got back will astound and scare you.  It sure scared me.  And that wasn't even the least of the scary.


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