My little buddy Michael got permission today to miss the last school day to make the trip to Rathbun, he's a great kid, got a good head on his shoulders, he's been helping me work on the boats since he was 11 or 12 years old. He's the only one around that will fit through the little storage doors to get up under the bow of the scimitars, he has removed and replaced the fuel lines, sending units, bow lights, windshield wiper motors, horn, and when I first got Red's Gold, he put a fiberglass patch inside the hull up under there on a hole you could almost put your hand through. Michael looks to be about 12 or 13 years old, maybe 5ft tall and weighing in about 110 pounds.
