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Sometime in early 2020 I had purchased a guitar from a gentleman named Craig off of Craigslist. This guitar was a sunburst, black pick guard, made in Mexico, Fender Stratocaster.

Naturally I named this guitar Craig in honor of its previous owner who was giving up his entire collection due to nerve damage in his hands. I promised to cherish this opportunity for a phenomenal instrument at a very good price.

This axe became my primary weapon to conjure electricity and demons out of a paper cone powered by a 100 watt amplifier. I loved it so dearly I had collaged the black pick guard with a sticker bomb of assorted old skool punk rock stickers.

This guitar was everything to me and I decided to turn it from a weapon into some kind of element of mass destruction. My plan? We are were gonna make it my favorite color, Green. Oh oh oh! and we will put new electronics in it! But what kind? Hmmmm.... P90s!

The idea for this super strat concept came directly out of thin air, purely because i wanted to do a real full on modification to a guitar. It was messy, not good, and i definitely didn't sand it enough.

What you have to do with these MiM Strats is use a heat gun to expand and melt the finish that was already on the guitars and then scrap it off. Not every guitar is finished this way, but the MiM Strats are. As i learned this from some kind of Instructable tutorial...

After it was sanded down I stained it a hunter green from my local Ace Hardware, and I found that some areas got to gunky and my guitar, a beautiful sunburst instrument came out of the "Mith Factory" Like a really confused Orc from 40k.

Even though at first the finish was a mess, once I installed the new Mean 90s from GFS.com, my guitar formed a bond with me that I thought would last a life time.

Unfortunately for me, a life time has many mishaps and due to a poor financial situation in which I had put myself into, I had to sell this guitar. Funnily enough, this guitar has entered the possession of Sean Bonnett from AJJ. Even though my guitar is not with me, I at least know it is with a very talented musician, and if it has left his hands, there is no doubt that it has gone to another worthy wielder.

Thank you Craig for all the memories of shredding in front of 16 year olds. I'll never forget the squeals we were able to make together.