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January 29, 2004


Jim S

oooh... that's dynamite, girl. I'm sure you call him WS for a reason, and I'm a WS myself, but if they don't fit right..... it's gonna be your fault.... trust me.


I got lucky and they fit when he put them on last night (although I got crap for not doing it for him). However he is using it to haul a bit of weight today, so the final verdict has yet to come in.

He gets the grief for so many things that go wrong (trust me, just by living in close proximity to him, things go wrong that would never happen in real life - ask the neighbor), that I don't mind being the goat if there is a problem this time.


Load-bearing was successfull - I'm off the hook!

congrats mate! Fine job and fine site!

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