One of my very first guitars. A gift from my father. My first "real" guitar. At the time I was very into heavier music. A time where "metalcore", heavy rock, metal, and more is all I played and learned. I remember having a blast doing metallica covers with this one ahaha. But now, I'm not really into this sound anymore. I think it looks beautiful and always will cherish it, and to be honest I don't think I'll ever sell it just because it resembles the hardwork my father put into getting me this guitar along with my Mesa Cab. I may dust it off one day and jam with it.