Once they safely reache the garage, Falon put Randy on the bench and examened his foot carefully. "There was no glitch in your control, there is a piece of plastic wire in your joint Randy." "Can you get it out for me Ma'm?" "Hmmm. Let me see. Turn your foot as far as you can to the left?" "Like this Ma'm?" "Yes. Right. Hold it stady, so I can cut through that nasty dirt." "Be carefull Ma'm." With some effort, Falon managed to get rid of the jamming plastic wire. "Turn your foot back Randy. Can you now move it slowly up and down?" "I'll try to do so Ma'm." Will be continued. Don't forget to go to full size for better details and pay some attention to her always hanging down earbells and her foot blended behind the steel crate. Just litlle things to create realism. The garage workbench is a photograph of course. Have a nice weekend. Here it is raining for the moment.