Good save, Murray. When I was a wee lad just learning the trade, those are the types of repairs I marveled, delivered my an old mick (like me now), named Seamus. I've seen him rework old frames with nothing but his bare hands, eyeball stuff that I'd need rulers and micrometers to do, and make potato-chip wheels straight and true. You done good because with steel, sometimes the best ways are the old ways.