I spent an hour this evening at my co-op looking for a Huffy frame to cut up. Dismayed at not finding one, but was slightly entertained at a loud and pushy woman who thought she could just come in and take any bike for free. I'm not really sure she was raised to be that way, but tonight she was a a "Karren" on steroids. The shop foreman asked her to leave and not return, and she began arguing with him asking for his name (like she had any clout with the 501 that hosts the shop?). So I'm back home working on the design for the Campification of a Huffy. Smiles, MH