Not to take from the Carburetor thread. In the early 80's I was in jr high. A friends dad let me work at his shop during summer vacation. Oil changes,spark plugs and moving cars around as needed. I learned how to drive all kinds of cars and transmissions. Forward to 1988. I had grown tired of the daily one way 100m commute to that shop so I quit. Wandering around closer to home I worked at a tire shop then a muffler shop but both owners were jerks. I went to enlist with the air force but I failed me for medical reasons. Ended up @ pep boys. During my interview at PB a mechanic came in and told the guy that was interviewing me that they could not take in a truck for brake work since nobody there could drive a 3 on the column. I piped up and said I could drive it. I was told to go get my drug test done and to be there 8a the next morning! Of course I had to drive that customers truck onto the lift before I was done with my interview. And it was sitting there waiting for me the next morning.