Maxine POV
It was amusing to watch me struggle with my machinery and equipment. Sticks had brought sandwiches out to the shed when we arrived, and we ate while we worked. By mid-afternoon, my shed was finished, and I had plugged everything in and tested it. A new wash bay, filled and ready for use, a tub full of metal and off-cuts, and all my spare parts, in a separate part of the shed. When Prez saw what I had, he cleared a larger area, and soon the shed was better equipped than the bike shop's workshop. The gang members came and went as they investigated what I had set up. I was ready for work tomorrow, will have to find out who my boss is, to allocate tasks for me, as I know if left up to me, I would be working on that baby of theirs first. I want to get my hands on that little beauty.
