What's the sound of two swords whirling through the air and then slicing through an industry to deliver a lethal cut of excitement?

It's probably ... "schikt" or "shiss" or if the swords are dull "splorch". The sound isn't really important. In fact, it's a bit of a distraction from the fact that we have two Musashis in the shop, one white, the other blue. What is important is the way Rob and I exclaim "MUSASHI" with the proper stress on the first syllable, yelling it like we're auditioning for a part in a James Clavell's Shogun mini-series remake.

We've assembled our white Musashi and have all taken turns trying to ride it hands-free. Of course, we have to put the hands back on once we hit the end of the parking lot.

そして今、写真！