I would take the wheel building jig, and eccentric abortion of a wheel ive been trying to build for a week. No body has been near me in days. Pet,s friends, the mrs. No body! Its as if im giving off some kind of "if you so much as look at me while im dismantling this mess again, im going to stab you in the eyes with these spokes and eat your feet" vibe. Oh and I've messed my self twice and been living on gold fish flakes. It could be that I suppose.