Thank you, Joe and thank you, Clint for looking in tonight. Gents I just screwed up and canceled my evening plans to repair the situation. I painted the cockpit and the rear deck and the enamel was curing and de-gassing happily on my balcony when I realized that the placards was gonna require me to
remove raised sections of the cockpit controls on both sides. I was literally thinking "F-bomb I’m moving on," and leave it be, but in a modeler variation of stages of grief (or GREIF I remember that 1/35 Dragon kit well), I went for a walk and I walked and walked and then about an hour later I felt empowered to go and redo things, because it was not the end of the world or slightly smaller yet no less significant it was not my world ending. I made a mistake. I jumped the gun. I forced myself to take a photo of this version two cockpit—in itself this was a major step forward to acknowledge the mistake itself.
Here.
I am not gonna headslap emoji because I wanna move past this with some grace. So after soaking the tub in vinegar I stripped the paint, removed the raised sections and I am gonna repaint upon the morrow.