”“OH!” “Okay.”“Wanna check out the garage? Daddy wouldn’t let me play in there.”In the end, they discovered Daddy had wrenches, a port...ble 155 cfm air compressor, all sorts of air powered sanders, grinders, and rachet wrenches. There was lots of hose and a Kaeser M58 Utility Mount 210 cfm Air Compressor in an explosion resistant box. They could easily run two sanders.The research, sanding and primer was pretty damn boring. Come to find out the worst of the dents, wrinkles ahd scrapes was in the. ? After a half hour of small talk and a halfliter of claret, Anna agreed to painstakingly translate and transcribe the entirehandwritten journal into English for me.? Two months passed before her Volvo graced the graveldriveway of Julio?s farm again. As she stood on the portico, thick transcriptin hand, I could tell from the look on her face that?s something deeplytroubled her. ?What?s wrong?? I asked. Tears welled up in Anna?s eyes as she struggled to answer,turning to avoid eye contact. . My people show you great honor. They know you have power and make you chief hunter. But you must take care of Maxtono first. Him leader of camp. You kill. Be leader."I was not keen on being leader of the camp, so I thought I'd just cool it a bit and hope to collect my prizes without any conflict. It seemed to me that I might be able to pull it off if I was careful. I needed to think some more on that, so put it in the back of my mind for later processing.With that said I got my ax, skinning. These girls have thought of everything. They have covered the bottle with a different label. The label reads: Jed Durniel's Tuckburrow Sour Mash Whiskey (that's JD for short, wink). Yanina rises from her seat and raises her glass to propose a toast. "Let us celebrate this blissful night with the beautiful Itara. The hobbit lads in Tuckburrow sure know how to brew a fine spirit. Though it burns a little going down, it certainly makes me burn hotter even lower... if you catch my meaning. So.