Driven to become an auto mechanic

It all started when Mom had baby number six. We needed to upgrade our car, so Dad went looking. Mom’s only request was “something practical.” 

Dad being Dad, he pulled into our driveway beeping the toy horn of a bright-green Volkswagen Beetle. 

Mom being Mom, she frowned but climbed right in. “I thought at least you’d get something with four doors,” she said.