Wow.
The 175 was my 3rd bike. Had a Trail 50 and a 160 Scrambler before that. Got away from Hondas for a while with a couple of Triumph choppers and then a venture into old Harleys for about 30 years. At one point my wife and I both had Ironhead Sportsters. My ability to keep 2 Ironheads running at the same time for a period of 10 years or so says something of my abilities if you know anything about vintage HDs. I've gotten back into old Hondas now that I'm in my 70's and don't really want to wrestle an 800lb bagger on a regular basis.
Anyway. You've posted 9 messages in this forum, 8 of which are in this thread. I went back and read Digger's first post and he never said anything bad about you or your work. He only said he uses CycleX because he's used them before and he's happy with the results. That's basically the same thing I said without naming a shop. I'm of an age where I prefer to get my stuff done locally so I can speak face to face with the man doing the job to make sure I get exactly what I want, but if I needed to send out a part, I'd certainly consider CycleX, not only because of Digger's recommendation but of other experiences I've read about on this and other forums.
Now, after the above post we all know a bit more about your qualifications. Knowledge we didn't have before because you're new to the forum. You might certainly get some business boring and honing cylinders, but I agree with Digger. If you're going to offer boring and honing, why not set up to do the rest of the jobs he detailed? Saves someone from having to send different parts of a project to different vendors.
Also, if you're as...shall we say "abrasive" in real life as you are on the 'net, I don't think I'd expect many repeat customers.
An example: I walked into an independent Harley shop in Memphis one time. I had a list of parts for my wife's bike and money in my pocket to pay for them. Guy behind the counter asked if he could help me. I replied that I needed some parts for a Sportster. He reached behind the counter and came up with a tape measure. He ran the dumb end to the floor and pretended to measure my height with the tape. He said, "You're too big to ride a Sportster." I turned around and walked out of the shop without another word. Took my $2100 to a different shop in Memphis and got everything on the list and a few things I'd forgotten because the man behind that counter took the time to listen instead of trying to be cute with me.
Okay, that's my 2 cents. I'm done with this conversation. Have a life.