"Honey, I need you to grab a torque wrench," my husband said as he tinkered on his motorcycle.
"Is this a torque wrench?" I asked pulling something that looked like a wrench out of his toolbox.
"No, that's a socket wrench."
"Oh." I put the wrench back and tried again. This time I was successful.
"Now I need you to take this hammer and tap on this part when I tell you."
"Okay," I said and waited for further instruction.
The instruction was given, and I started tapping.
"Excellent!" my husband exclaimed. "You just installed an axle."
A minute later, my husband had another project. "Here, " he said. "Take this wrench and apply 10 to 20 pounds of pressure right here." He showed me where. I put all my weight on that thing. I figured that should do it, since I'm a petite person.
"Way to go!" my husband said, clearly pleased with my performance. "You helped me tighten the brake."
Wow. I didn't know I had such talent. Now I really hope it works!