Last week, I casually mentioned to Jason that there was a cool, looking bike in the window of the consignment shop downtown.
Jason had a light bulb moment.
For the next few days, I'd hear a tap on the window. I'd look out our living room picture window and find an old bike excavated from the rafters in his shop. He'd point at me and then, the bike. I'd slightly nod my head, "maybe," and then, Jason would go back to one of his many man caves.
I've inspired a new hobby.
Jason is watching video after video on youtube, getting the facts on where to find parts.