It wasn’t possible to get the plane fixed without either paying ridiculous
shipping costs (4 overnight shipments from 4 different locations) or
cutting corners (re-using washers and bolts and gaskets). So here we are,
*driving* to Oshkosh.
Sigh.
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Good god! Driving like common Amish people!
(Seriously, that does suck about the plane. Hope you guys have fun anyway.)