Just an old lady.  I've fixed things since I was a TINY kid.  At 9 dad would leave me a list of things to complete - we were overhauling mom's car.  Last item on list; "remove flywheel" - I couldn't get the thing to budge so I attached a cheater pipe to the wrench (lefty-loosey) and the bolt's head came off.  Stopped after the 2nd one also popped - learned flywheels are righty-loosey  ...  dad showed me how to drill it out / retap.  Then there was the time, with pulleys attached to the rafters, I sat under the hood to guide the engine into spot while dad was at the chain.  That chain snapped, engine fell, dad white as a ghost.  He was so angry for not checking the brand new chain (one link was partly cut!).  After making sure I was unharmed - he went back to the hardware store - bet someone got an earful for putting his little girl in harm.   I've worked in repair business, now retired, I like fixing antique clocks, typewriters, victrolas ... etc