Well, true to his word, my bike builder was just tightening everything up on my resurrected Coast King when I stopped on the way home from work today. He had even shot the frame with green paint the night before. He gave it a safety test ride, tightened it some more, and then I gave it one, and then I brought it home. It made me feel 8 years old again to "stand on that coaster brake" and swing the rear tire to a skid.
Here she is, waiting for power. She's just a simple country girl.