Time to get to work.......                                                       

My luck stayed true to form. After the 18-wheeler left, I noticed that the only one of the six sides of the crate that I couldn't see as we were unloading had clearly been punctured by a fork lift blade.

It was hard to imagine that all the frigile aluminum within could survive unscathed, but survive it did.  Not a mark.

I'm starting to think that my garage is a bit too crowded. The four-wheeler and the dirt bike may have to take up residence elsewhere for the next couple of years.