I have this oh so amazing story, about me rejoining the family.
Now READ IT.
Once upon a time in a land surrounded by the ocean on three sides called florida, a mailman got out of his truck, and handed me a box. This box was from Montana. On this box was my name. Inside this box, there was an excalibure. Not just any excalibure, but MY excalibure. ITS MINE GOON~ NOT YOURS.
She has a full mill.
and some other random stuff, like Type 3 Dust Black Annodizing.
On the Bar #1
On the Bar #2
Close Up of Milling. [I <3 This Milling. It looks plain in the pictures, but in person, its beautiful.]
Anyways, this has to be my favorite type of AKA Milling now.
This story, and marker are approved by Jessie
Removed borderline racist term. Dan