Behind the garage


When I was a kid, I remember how my dad had all this stuff behind his garage. Iron pipes, different kinds of sheet metal, wires, car batteries, tractor tires, bins and pots, things I couldn’t recognize. Whenever he was building something awesome or maybe something not so successful, he would go there and grab whatever he needed.

This blog is the backyard of my garage. Feel free to grab whatever you like.

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