Do you have a story to tell?

I was talking to my buddy Steve a while back and I asked him, "Do you know why I hate working under cars?"

Without any hesitation he asked, "because one time you were working on the front suspension of an Opel when the jackstands sank into the dirt enough that the front crossmember pinned your chest just enough that you couldn't get enough breath to yell for help and it took you 45 minutes to wiggle free?"

I said "no, it's because dirt always falls in my eyes, but do you have a story to tell?"

He said "I think I just did".

Do you have a story to tell?