Total Lego sets I’ve built: 1,298,398
Total Lego sets I’ve played with: 0.
At ten years old, amidst memories of Knight Rider, A-Team, and AirWolf, a vivid memory stands out: our forever silent, "broken" lawnmowers. Drawn to our garage each day, I sought to revive these neglected machines. However, my quest shifted as weeks passed. Dismantling the engine, I was less fixated on fixing it than uncovering its mysteries—peeking behind the curtain became my thrill.
Understanding and reassembling it was more joyous than any thought of actually using it—what 10-year-old wants to mow the lawn, anyway? This curiosity evolved into a secret and exhilarating obsession that continues to paint vibrant strokes across the short, fat, bald, loud, canvas of my life. It continues to teach me that curiosity is the engine of my journey, often proving to be more illuminating than any destination or outcome. I love loud engines!
Explore the unknown with a voracious curiosity, challenge the status quo and break shit! 😁
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Photos: 2014, Tyler, our oldest, helping take apart a Small Block Chevy. We rebuilt this together, and everyday he got home from school, he would ask me if we could work on it. He wrote in his journal how much he loves "working on the engine". Brooklyn and Travis "helping" clean a cylinder head.