12 hours of pioneering from the early dawn till high noon and even dusk where the stars glimmered brightly. 12 full hours of slogging and toiling under the scorching heat, which fried by skin to a lobster-red and produced a pair of weary hands numb to the touch. 12 hours of failing 3 times over and on the verge of abandoning our project before finally coming to our senses once again. 12 hours of working nonstop with no lunch but only tears and sweat. 12 hours of building and taking apart, through the blistering heat and the stormy weather.
But 12 hours of quality time spent with the doggies, and that made the weather perfect whatever the sky dictated.
And why 02 is better than one.