I've taken to going over to my buddy Frank's house every Sunday evening to help him with his classic car restoration projects. I'm not that great with cars, but I always wanted to be.
I was always one to play off the fact that I didn't know much about cars. I would nod my head in conversations with guys when they'd start talking about the engine they were fixing up or the oil they changed on their car. I always figured, there's somebody who's job that is, so I'll just let the pro do it!
One night, I let it slip to my buddy Frank that I really had no idea what he had been talking about, in that department, for years. He mentioned that he kind of figured that out.
So, he invited me to help him with the restoration of classic cars. It was a hobby of his; he'd buy an older car off of someone, restore it, and then make a profit.