Yesterday, my Home Depot and JoAnn stops were excruciatingly painful from a customer service perspective, turning my 1 1/2 hour errands into 3. It was hot. Traffic was horrible. I seriously hit every red light known to man.
But we ARE getting a ton done. It has been a largely positive week. And RM is just happy to be working on a bike project that does not involve stripping. (Of the paint thinning variety.)
But the other part is that, from an aesthetic point of view, he just likes to look at them. Particularly, "classic" bikes from the 1920's - 1950's. And in one of the first estate sales he visited this year, he was able to pick up a kid's red Maverick.
The second two came from an auction we went to last month. One is a French racing bike. And the other is allegedly a German bike made by HWH (Heidemann-Works[Hanover]). It is located somewhere under all the rust. What we do know is that it is rare, since we can't seem to find single documentary proof of one anywhere on the internet.