It seems like the more experience I get working on cars the more nervous I get about working on them. To the point I don’t even work on friends cars anymore, even though I’ve never messed anything up on someone else’s car. It’s sort of one of those “The more you know, the less you know” things. The more you learn, the more you learn about what could go wrong and eventually experience it.
So what’s your worst story about wrenching?
Pic of wrenches on a lovely tablecloth(?) for your time.