I used to work with troubled teens in a work camp setting. They'd work one week for the Oregon State Parks and attend an in house high school the next week. The idea was for them to obtain an education and earn money to pay restitution to their victims. I rebuilt a VW bug one summer. Once I got the engine, drive line etc... done I started driving it. The exterior went from a banged up light blue, to several different colored fenders and hood to finally a solid darker blue when I painted it. On the day I arrived at work with the car completely done and one color a young man there walked out to meet me. He said "wow, that doesn't even look like the same car. How old is it? I told him "it's a 68 so it's 20 years old." Which prompted him to ask me "How old are you?" I told him I was 25. He thought about it for a moment and said "Man, pretty soon that car's going to be older then you."
Umm, kid that isn't how time works.
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