January 12, 2012
Twelver. Big one-two. Tee-welve. Torqued the bolt, wrote it down. Today I gotta torque it back opposite, also a quarter turn, only I don't have to log that in my log book. I probably will though, as there ain't jack shit else to do in a time machine, leastaways this time machine. It's a big wrench, a one-incher, and it occurs to me it would make a damn stronger defined part in a man's head than would a cheap-ass drugstore plastic comb. I see nothing in my checklist, neither, about having to log such an action.