One day, at my wife command, I took the garbage out to the garage while my Goldmund Studio was running with my Urushi Black. I returned to the house and it was in total silence. My son dropped a ball on my TT and broke the Urushi. It actually took me 2 min before I decide to spare his life. Now 4 years later, my son is still my son, the broken Urushi still broken. So here you go if there is any consolation. So, take 5, you might come to the right decision.
