Why I Love My Wheelie Seat for DIY Jobs
I honestly didn't think I needed a wheelie seat until I spent a whole Saturday moving around on a cold concrete garage floor trying to fix my brakes. By the time the particular sun went down, the knees were throbbing, my lower back felt like it got been by way of a trash compactor, and I'd spent half the time standing up just to find the socket I'd decreased two feet aside. Which was the day time I realized that working harder isn't nearly as cool since working smarter—and much more comfortably. ...