Here it is, in it's toasty state.
As we wipe the saw, we can tell that it will clean up nicely.
We tried the saw before bringing it back to the garage, so we knew that the motor worked just fine. We didn't know its exact condition due to the fire. The only real damage appeared to be the plastic handle being a bit melted. Thus we began to take it apart and clean each part of ash and rust. Looks like I'm cleaning one of the bolts here.
Disassembled.
Nick working on cleaning the motor. The plastic cleaned up very nicely.
Here was the rotor (inside part of the motor that spins) pretty much in it's original state. They were made to withstand high temperatures, and the since it was enclosed inside the saw, little ash got to it.
To the left, to the left, to the left, to the left.
To the right, to the right, to the right, to the right.
Now walk it by yourself, now walk it by yourself.
With that out of the way, we couldn't help but begin intently staring at our 20 ton press. So I just pump this handle right here?
Will It Press?!
Kudos to Nick for making the gif.
Okay, lots more to go. Leeder was there making some parts for our foundry box.
What song is that playing right now?
In the meantime, Nick was making a riddle for the foundry. It's called a riddler because it's a riddle why it's named a riddler. Well, it comes from the word riddle: perforated with holes. Yea I had to look it up.
Essentially it's a large strainer for the casting sand. When we pour molten metal in the sand, some of it will solidify and become unusable, so that has to be filtered out before being put back with the rest of the good sand.
Nick looking very content.
Kelly's turn to paint it.
Next, the flasks, which are the two halves that come together to create a mold.
Nick handling it like he wants to chug from it.
Leeder mounted some bins to the wall. We are pleased with the color it brings to the space.
I suspect Leeder was a caliper in a previous life.
Yellow AND practical. What more could you ask for?
But wait, there's more! Kelli brought along a clock kit, and with a little bit of imagination, turned an old hubcap into our garage clock! I thought it was bad ass.
It is a recycled trophy.
Kelli didn't find any numbers that suited her taste, so until then we estimate the time. We got pretty good at it.
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