LuckyFink

My dad was a stock car driver in Virginia in the 1970's. I was raised by my grandfather in Pittsburgh. He was the kinda guy they don't really make anymore. It didn't matter if he knew what he was doing or not. If something needed fixed, he could fix it. Especially when it came to engines. Electric, gas, car, lawnmower, it didn't matter. He could fix it. Growing up around him, he passed this on to me. I generally have no clue what I'm talking about, but if something on an engine is broke, I can get in there and fix it. Even if I've never done it before, or can't name the part that is causing the problem, I can fix it.