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When I was a young teenager, my older brother, my dad and I used to work feverishly on our cars.

Looking back, I now understand a few things about why. But that’s another story.

My father was an aircraft mechanic during his time in the Air Force so he knows a few things about motors and how they work.

What we all needed to learn, however, was body work and repair. My older brother’s car was the first guinea pig.

We stripped that thing down to bare metal, sanded, primed, and then painted it royal blue.

Next, we bought the car wax pros use on the most expensive cars and polished it to a mirror-like finish.

A street-stopper.