Welcome to Bones Garage. This is my fourth personal garage that I have owned, but I’ve worked in lots of others. Somehow a guy just have to have a garage.

Where else can he keep his stuff out of the clutches of the missus, who has no conception of the value of rusty old junk. Almost everything in this garage should be considered unsafe.  Crawling under cars and sticking your hands into high voltage wiring kind of goes with the territory. Now that the grandson has been poking around in here, I guess I’ll have to clean up the more dangerous bits…