Fuckin poured down at the Mooneyes Xmas party today. Amazingly it didn't ruin the day. Lots of cars, people and vendors still showed up. Jay rode his '49 pan from Pasadena and showed up lookin like a drowned rat. Then his throttle cable broke. Some gorilla tape and zip ties fixed that but the damn bike was too waterlogged to stay running. Still. Kudos to Jay for thinking he was waterproof. I think he's just stoked to have the bike on the road finally.