Dave got a bunch of these scopes. Eight, I think. He brought them home, most worked. He parted one out to repair the ones that didn't work. Now they all work except for one.
They are in my family room. They are not doing anything for the decor.
Actually, they are doing a lot for the decor, it's just not positive. But he is happy, he likes to be surrounded by electronics, he feels safe. This scoping is as close as he gets to scoping out chicks, I guess I can live with it.
They are all for sale.
I think Joseph took this picture. It wasn't Whiskers or Mary Shelley. Pretty good!