We just came in from the shop.
We've just been putzing.
Putting off what we know must be done. It's gonna be hard. It's gonna be stressful. Once we commence, there's no turning back and my Käfer will never be the same. Hopefully it will be better, but nonetheless...not this way.
We're psyching ourselves up for it. I can feel it emotionally.
~sip~
~sip~
~GULP!~
What is this dread deed that must be done?
Käfer?