I am nine different kinds of jealous! Congrats on the shop. Post pics.
I remember when we moved into an old gas station with a four bay shop, I thought I was in heaven, but it was nothing compared to what you have going on there.
Grinding on a dump truck tailgate outside in the August sun. Everything is roasting hot. Have to climb around like a monkey to get to the parts I need to grind. Ended up with the sparks aimed at my crotch. Didn't realize my mistake until I head all of my "friends" laughing. They thought...