Crystals tale
Crystal was born, in the junkyard. Literally. Her momma gave birth to her in the back room of one owned by her daddy at the time. She cut her teeth on old lug wrenches that had of course been properly sterilized.
Given her first car at 6 to work on, the heavy lifting of course was done by her daddy and the men around her. It was a 1977 Ford, she can't remember the model.
When she was 8 her momma died, and her daddy took over the raising of her. She learned fast several things, One. If you was being whipped on you better keep still, and take it like a man.
The other being, what Daddy want, Daddy got. It was that simple. In any way shape or form.
She was taught from young how to distract folks while cars were being stolen right from under their nose, though she hasn't boosted cars in a long time, she still knows folks who do, and can often get the parts because of that.
Her daddy died about two years ago, (this time she was sure of it)...And so she upped stakes, and moved to Georgia...now here she is.