Blue Nettles

I remember doing the Pinewood Derby with scouts for several years. It was a lot of fun even though I competed with many kids who had the benefit of having fathers who were aeronautical engineers from Thiokol. Some of these cars were marvels. Slick, fast, aerodynamic. space-age paint, etc. Of course, my parents actually made me carve mine with my pocket knife, sand it by hand and glue pennies on it (for added weight).

I remember never being embarassed because I knew it was my work. On the other hand, I have no "handy" skills. Perhaps it left some permanent psychological scars that I'm just now uncovering. Nah.