A car story from my childhood. As I remember now, my grandmother was baptized when I said who I would be when I grow up))) and added, don't give god.
When asked who you would be when you grew up, I proudly replied that I would be disabled.
And it all started with the fact that I walked past the disabled machine in childhood and it hurt me))) I naturally asked what it was necessary to get such a car, I was answered that I needed to be a disabled.
The kids wanted to be sailors, pilots, astronauts, and I wanted to be a disabled))))))