Just been doing the brakes on my latest bike build, there is something strangely satisfying about getting a good new/fresh/refurbed set of calipers, brand new inners, and tweaking, fettling, adjusting until they are just perfect, trimming the cable back neatly (so it matches the other brake), crimping on the end to ensure it doesn't fray.
I look at it now, and even though I've spent a slow hour doing a fifteen minute job, (ignoring time spent tea drinking natch) I get a warm glow of satisfaction. Lovely :-)
Is it just I'm weird? Is it a form of OCD? Or is it natural bike building meditation leading to a peaceful mind?
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Or all of the above! lol