Spent two days learning how to use a rose engine. Now I know how to use a rose engine and you're all "WTF is a rose engine!!!!!???" Actually, you have no fucks to give but I'm going to pretend you care:

It's hard. It's easy if you make extremely easy shit and extremely easy shit is super rewarding. I spent two days doing the hardest shit I could because I wanted to test my own limits. As such, I kinda hate my shit. But several people were really impressed considering it was my first time out. So. That was pretty cool.

Today I put the top down in 33 degree weather and bombed 80 miles north on the Interstate to get the Porsche looked at by my race car cousin and his race car buddy. It was fucking sublime.

Consensus is that the back tires are pure garbage and the alignment might be off, but the back tires are definitely crapola done. They tried to assert that I am also a shitty driver that needs to get used to a rear-engined sports car but then my cousin goosed the thing in first and shot it hard to one side and said "those tires are done" and that was that.

I had a Suzuki samurai with a soft top in college. I have a soft top now. That's like 20 years I spent without a soft top, which was a dire mistake. Never again.