Last night I left my Oakley sunglasses on the bumper of my truck while I was working, then went out for dinner. Whoops. This morning I found them a few hundred feet away, they had been ran over by a car. Interestingly, the frames were scratched to hell but were intact. The lense and nosepiece were further away; the lense had a crease in it, but it wasn’t broken. That was awesome in itself, I was able to salvage them by buying new lenses. I really expected them to be shattered; says a lot for overpriced plastic.
I designed what I think are workable feet for the Rover rack. I tried cutting the sheet metal with a jigsaw+metal bit, but it was a horribly noisy ordeal. I had bought a 100′ extension cord, which reached perfectly out to the street. I worked on it out there thinking it’d quiet down some of the noise; I could hear the noise echoing off the buildings. I’m surprised somebody didn’t narq me out to the apartment fascists (even though I was on a public street). I went back over to Nathan’s and used his chopsaw to hack out the pieces. The’re a little rough, but nothing a grinder or file won’t fix up.
