In the interest if preserving his sanity – and his hearing – Mr. Martin proposed moving the FMS (the gigantic, half-ton milling machine) into the machine shop at the back of class. It's easy, except not at all.
Two hours and fifteen people later we finally got the FMS cozied up in its new home. Unfortunately, all that physical labor siphoned away our time, and we were left with none to mill with.
Milling begins tomorrow.
Hopefully.
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