I got a late start in life because I never thought of being a car gal when I was younger. It all started in college because I low on options for humanities credits and then someone suggested an auto shop class because it was 4 credits that I needed and the timing was perfect. I resisted because I thought "what the hell am I going to do in a shop class" I showed up and was the only girl, but after getting into the material, I can say it changed my life and how I looked at the world.
It was a basic bolt on parts class where they showed us how different fasteners work and the theory. They showed us many aspects of automotive construction and then we took a donated car apart. I got a wrecked dodge aires to take apart. I had no idea what I was doing but it changed me and I fell head over heels in love with cars.