Getting my hands dirty, a day in the mechanic workshop π

As I arrived in the workshop, the toxic smell of gasoline and grease hits me like a ton of bricks. And I have always been eager to bridge the wall of a mechanic workshop. And today is the day am about to get my palms dirty and glossy.

My adventure began with a warm welcome from the master machine, he took me around the workshop.

Mechnical Tools where scattered everywhere.

Not long I entered into the workshop I was asked to assist in the repair of a car,

And as I work alongside the mechanic, I begin to see the skeptical part of recoupling an engine.

The most amazed part is seeing the important of precision, and the satisfaction of fixing something with bear hands.

The day drew into a close, so I reflected on my adventure, realizing that I have gained a hand on hand experience. With this journey, I developed a deeper gratitude for the art of mechanics.
Gracias π