In an ancient Valley,, known as ''White Tail'', where women watch men... with a rolling pin'... in their delicate, meaty, 'watch it buddy!', fists.
Nova Scotia, land of briny, green deeps, hard shell'd lobsters and barns full of broken 'dreams dusty saws.
My sour'paw runs now, just screwed in the 'low', tweaked the high, got her four strokin'... my little darlin' is back.
Sure Tim, bring a bunch of Husq stuff, Stihl too and even some Johnny' stuff, I abuse them all, not a pinch of saw prejudice here.
But yeah, if'n you got a chance... like a side, inner plate for routing the wires away from the fly, just seen a few pieces spit out through the starter side vents, it is getting a little ratty.
Kits! yippur.
Bar, need a new tip.
Heck I need a whole saw, a 60-65 cc'r or so, too much of a gap 'twixt my 81... next is a 54 cc, need something to bridge that distance.
I'll keep a case of Rickard Red in the cooker!