My days are haunted by people with old motorcycles that have been bodged together and bandaided for decades, right up to the point they don't run. Then some Youtube certified mechanic tears it all apart, only to realize as they sober up that they have no idea how it works, how they got it apart, or how to get it back together. I keep telling myself I'm never gonna put together someone else's 3d jigsaw puzzle again, and every damn time I cave. I'm an idiot.