Tap.
Tap, tap.
Tap.
He watched, eyes glued to the screen.
It was over so quickly. Everything had to be so precise.
He held the small hammer and orbitoclast in his hand. It hadn’t been easy to get these. He carefully mirrored the images that appeared on the laptop. Something had gone wrong the first time and he couldn’t let that happen again. He restarted the video, tightened the vice and began once more.
Tap.
Tap, tap.
Tap.
Practice makes perfect.