She has Curves
She was way out of my league. I never could have imagined she would be mine or that I would even know how to turn her on, let alone make her purr. Why did I assume all this time that her kind of curves were just for the big boys?
And I do love her curves. The way things pass over her perfectly round topside like melted butter.
She’s got Legs
Her legs are solid, strong, and silky smooth. They are flexible and can be positioned precisely where they need to be, from lying down to standing up.
And boy, is she made to move. There is no place she will not go. I can love her in the trees, big rocks, city, and country, or take her out back on the patio next to the lawn chairs.
She Measures a Perfect Set
Her measurements are perfect. How do you want it? Straight up, off to the side, or curved a little? Whether you’re trying for a new, unattempted angle or keeping the right distance from your fence, she will always nail your fancy.
She’s Sharp
Refrain from mistaking her for simple, though she’s not complicated. She adapts and rises to any occasion, a goddess made for the most simple to the most complex of tasks.
She is sharp as hell, precise in her movements, and can manage about any undertaking you give her. Respect her, though, because she will cut you if you’re not paying attention to her. And it will hurt, like losing a limb.
She Gets Hot when You Turn Her On
Be careful once you turn her on. She goes full throttle quickly. Once she is fired up, she is hot and ready to burn. And don’t even think about backing out. You must know how she takes your wood, too, or her kick will take you down. As my good friend would say, “If you get a kickback, you need to take it like a man.” Of course, my response is, “Don’t you mean take it like a woman?”
Try pushing extra hard when your wood is thick, and she gets smoking hot. You can smell the familiar and intoxicating byproduct of burning, thick wood driving against the unrelenting, fast gyrations of hardened steel anatomy. The aroma reminds me of a blazing wood fire on a cold night.
She’s All Mine
I’m sorry, boys, but it turns out she’s not just for the likes of you. Once I got her home with me, I made her purr, grind, and wail as good as any. I can’t wait to see how dirty we can get together. Sure, she’s a bit intimidating, but it looks like I have exactly what it takes to make her my girl. I merely had to have a little confidence and go for it.
How does She Come?
I ordered this beauty through Amazon. She came fast and was super easy to assemble. It did not take long to get set up, and I’m finding the fold-up and storage work excellent for my little shop so far. She worked great when we finished our floors using a Norske 80-tooth blade to cut the laminate without chipping. I loved the results of our final installation. We used some pretty crude methods for the first part of our floor installation a year ago. Check out the full story “Bye Bye Nasty Carpet” here.
I’m blissfully impressed by this saw, and I cannot wait to use her to hone my skills through the years.
Check out my time-lapse assembly video below! Dewalt, of course, has all the goods here.
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2 thoughts on “She was Out of My League”
My goodness! You had me almost to the end, her identity revealed only because I knew you had already had her safely tucked away in your chamber. Yes, look out for those “kickbacks”, she will tear you open and not care if you cry out, she will just go on singing. You may have to be firm and strap her down for those really rough patches that, you know, you sometimes just gotta put her through. I mean, you DO have needs, you know. If the neighbors complain about all the noise, tell them what goes on behind your door is none of their damned business. If you really want to quiet the nosy, ask them if they want to come over and watch! That usually ends their curiosity on the spot – unless they’re into that sort of thing, then invite them over to see you in action, but remind them NO TALKING to you when you’re powering through, tell them to let you finish and then the conversation can turn to “grading” your “skills”. Lastly, if they want to take a turn on her, well, that’s up to you, but… I think you know the risks, they better wear protection or it could be something you pay for the rest of your life.
Wow!! What a fantastic addition! I’m so glad you mentioned the neighbors, lol. You may need to write part two, the Drill Press. Thank you so much for the saucy, wonderful comment! And welcome to Dropping Rocks.