When Duane arrived his GPS helped him get lost. Finally after finding me we headed to Fridays for some drinks where he scared off our waitress and we had to get another one.
The next day Duane had to go into the city to be all executive, big wig type. It took him awhile to get to the shop. Once he finally did get there, he, Em, Matt and I spent from about 5pm-3am in the shop with a break in the middle for some much needed sushi and beer.
Duane was determined to fix bike in a box so I could sell it and finish up the idle issue on the dirt bike so I could get paid for it. It took him two days and bike in a box punched him in the shin but he got them both to the best they were going to be.
Day two (Friday) was a slow start. Had to pick up the mill motor and didn't get back to the shop till about 3pm. Duane, Em and I got the mill off the 4" blocks it was on and onto solid ground. My way was not OSHA approved and probably not for the faint of heart either. After 3 of us wrenching and climbing all over the mill we finally got the motor back in. This was an hour and half later. It didn't work. My mood was shot after that. Still, we left the shop sometime around 3am again.
Day 3 (Saturday) We busted out some serious time in the shop. I believe it was a 12pm-2am shift. Lots of things were powdercoated and my new oven was on it's way. I'll be able to do frames soon! Not FZR 600 frames sadly but anything else with a removable subframe. The oven has internal dimensions of 4' tall x 3' wide x 2' 2" deep.
Day 4 (Sunday) It was the final day. We slowly worked on things and drank kool-aid, did more powdercoating, finished rebuilding another set of FZR forks, and ate more sushi.
All in all Duane pulled his weight no problem in the shop and if I ever get big and famous I'll hire him on as a lackey just so I can boss him around.

Bike in a Box finished and running well. $2200 takes her home. Tell your friends. Full service performed and only 3300 miles on her. Pretty low miles for a 94.

Hey look, I have a motorcycle shop!
Matt is manning the blaster.
When you put in 40 hours in 4 days you start to go a little crazy.
Em's wheel with the rotor fresh out of the oven.
She's a bit happy.
So happy in fact she had to lick them.
More wheel photos. (I have to whore them out)
Duane undoing the massive amounts of tape.
Wide angle is fun.
My oven. It has a top and a bottom now. Just waiting on the inside and the door. Hopefully this weekend. The middle bar is where the trolley will run to carry everything into the oven.
A parting goodbye of sweeky D. He will be missed.