Ahhh memories, my bikes never went to a repair shop, too broke so fixed it myself too. Even when I started driving I had to change my own oil and even learned to repair the brakes myself…Didn’t always stop but I had fast reflexes in my youth so could dodge other cars…those were the days
My best friend, Frank, and I were building wooden go carts from scrap wood when we were 10 years old. No one worried we were using saws and hammers. We learned how to recycle nails over and over. Frank was so good at it he went on to become a mechanical engineer.
I worry sometimes about the future of this country and the world. But then I remember my parents felt the same about us, and their parents, and so on.
I put my two teenage sons into a very serious, old school, boxing club. To my surprise, they love it and they’re making good progress. If I can keep them at it for 4-5 years, I’ll have done my job. The rest is on them.
That’s really cool, great workout and confidence builder.
So we don’t stray too off topic here is a gem in saw on reddit:
I’ve done that many times.
Sounds like Nico McBrain playing in the dryer
oh shit!hahaha
I am expecting a tumbleweed to pass my field of view. Not a dad joke - A Moses joke.
I think they’re part of the IRS. Can’t forget anything!
Man with hole in pocket, feel cocky all day.
Confucious
Ain’t that the truth!
Is finding out after 4 years of marriage that your spouse sucked hundreds of dicks a big deal or is my wife overreacting?
Just you repeating yourself.