I’ve always liked messing with small engines. There’s just something about taking one that won’t run, figuring out what is wrong with it, and getting it to fire off again that never gets old for me. I’m not talking about having the best tools in the shop or knowing every trick in the book. Half the time it’s just patience, paying attention, and not being afraid to take something apart and see what is going on. One project in particular takes me all the way back to first grade, and looking back now, it was probably the one that started all of it for me. My bonus dad had a…