Dad has been fixing a lot of cars lately. Putting new shocks on our own cars, our friend's cars, fixing leaks, checking engines... all sorts of great stuff. (He should've become a mechanic, he's been doing it so much!)
Every time he works on the cars, he comes in with a nice "tan"
lovely isn't it? That is not sun, my friends. That-- is dirt and grease.
He charges a little for the parts and sometimes for the labor and our friends (mostly the Coffins) don't mind. In fact, I would say they are grateful that Dad doesn't charge them like a mechanic and give them a huge long list of everything else that's inherently wrong with the vehicle.