It seemed like one of the internal sensors wasn't working properly. Knowing that this damn plastic watch is worth more than my fake Rolex, I was determined to fix it.

I took it apart and found that there was a spring-loaded trigger mechanism that was not returning to it's orignal position, so I fixed it. That's right I fuckin' fixed something! WIN!
Max was happy. He only looks angry in this photo because "that's how superheroes look, Dad." I'm so out of touch!

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