Mans Obsession With The Car

Yes, I am guilty! I am somewhat obsessed. From the earliest time of my childhood, I recall being surrounded by cars that my father would tinker with and later my older brothers. It was great as we didn't have the internet and it was either TV, read a book, play in your room or help your dad. Obviously I opted for the dad line. It was always fun but occasionally 11-year-olds are not strong enough to hold up a gearbox while dad goes looking for the missing bolt. It would often end up in some anger or frustration and inevitably being instructed to go inside and help your mother.