I have a buddy that lives out in the county, and to see him, I have to go out to a little beer joint in Liverpool, Texas to find him.
Pulling into the parking lot, a good looking redhead pulls up and yells out-
"You the guy with the crazy old tools???"
Of course I can't say no, since whenever I go there, I always have some tool in my pocket to show the folks that gather there. They expect it of me.
The redhead has a tool she has found and wants to know what it is. It is about 9" long, with a wooden handle, shaft cranked a bit. Doesn't look like anything that had been sharpened. It is a forging, but I found no markings on it at all.