I guess I should be happy to know that I was destined to use the incorrect rivets for the rear fenders... I had a fourth grade teacher who used to give me a hug most days and say to me, "twice for the normal mind, 3 times for you, Patrick". I thought she was sweet on me. It was during the eight grade (same school) that I heard her say the same thing to some fourth grader. It was at that point that I realized that she was not giving me a compliment.
The heart wants what the heart wants. She was indeed sweet on you. Maybe she liked her young men on the slow side.
Rivets, yes rivets. That's what we were talking about. Rivets.
I found so much joy out of making my fake rivets out of small carriage bolts. Those are the kinds of things that I enjoy about this hobby.
Back before there were a multitude of aftermarket suppliers and the internet where you could find and access them, I was forced to fix a bunch of jacked up old worn out parts. It gave me a great sense of pride to make something work like new that we normally would throw in the scrap pile today. Notice I did not say "Throw away". That is blasphemous in my little world.
