I woke up this morning and realized I want to play the saw. So I called around to a couple antique stores and found one on the outskirts of town that said they might have one. I talked to the guy at the front who pointed me in the general direction, all the of saws they had where too rusted and having to sit on a saw to play it, I didn’t want to have to get a tetanus shot. As I was walking by the desk he asked if I had any luck, I thanked him for his help but they were all too old. He asked what I was using it for and was really interested in hearing I was going to play it, then offered to bring a saw he had at home up to the store that I could pick up tomorrow! I insisted on paying him for it but he said it just sits in his garage and is happy it’ll be going to good use! He got a call to go to the back of the store and walked off saying “See you tomorrow, by the way my name’s Dakota!” So I’ve decided to name the first song I write with my saw “Dakota”