My dad is a mechanic. Growing up, people would always tell me he was the best mechanic. I believed them because I saw the labor behind his craft. After work he’d spend hours reading owners manuals learning the different equipment he worked on. On the weekends he would work on friends and neighbors’ cars, tractors, and pretty much anything with an engine…
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