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Now, today's first story comes from the Am I the Assail here?

Subreddit from Fearless Hornet 5302 and says, am I the arsel here for not forgiving my dad for what he said.

My dad, 45 male, is really into cars. His dad, my grandpa, is also into cars. My grandpa used to work in a mechanic shop and my dad

learned to work on cars with him. They can talk for hours about different car models and engines

and tell stories about cars they've worked on. I, 17 male, am not really into them. My dad tried to get me

into fixing up cars with him, but it just doesn't click with me.

I know basic stuff like how to change a tire or oil and how to jumpstart a battery because

he taught me and I'm glad for it.

But talking about cars, I'm working on them for fun, I'm just not into.

I always thought my dad was okay with me not being a car guy.

Five months ago we got these new neighbors that moved next door.

It's a married couple and their nephew, Mason, 16 male, lives with them.

Mason and I go to school together.

At first I helped show him around school until he got comfortable and made his own friends.

He and I talk still but we don't hang out.

Mason is like my dad and grandpa. He's obsessed with talking about cars and has a whole list of cars

he wants to drive and own one day. He would come over with his aunt and uncle and a lot of times

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