In 1992 I read a book from the library on how to make your own smoker, how to tan hides, make snow shoes from PVC pipe (I still have those in the garage) and how to make knives among other things. This got my interest, I found some metal in the garage and got filing. I was pretty young (who makes a knife at the age of 12?), but determined. This thing can’t cut butter, but I think I’ll keep it in the Jason Prom Knives headquarters museum for safe keeping.
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Kuwait is much civilized. See you soon.