Looks like shopnight is in full swing again. Finally. I showed up early and took apart my carb apart a million times. Rode up and down the the block a million times to match. My good buddy Timmo is a fuckin wizard and helped me dial my carb..again. (Thanks dawg!) We have this damn mikuni about as close as we can get it.
A shit ton of the homeboys showed up, including Mr. Dave Kafton, who was quickly put to work. It's hard to NOT ask him questions because, he's so damn knowledgeable.
Timmo manned the grill and did a damn fine job! Chicken, sausage, tri tip, you name it. We ate, we drank, took care of some gardening, a good night hanging with the boys.
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