[color=blue]"For me I suppose it was connection and sheer perseverance."[/color] Roxy answered. No one had ever asked her how she had gotten involved in such an unusual career. She honestly couldn't remember the last time anyone ask about her job. Of course she knew part of that might partly because she got defensive when the topic came up.[color=blue] "Growing up I spent a lot of time around guys. The garage was one of my favorite places. So when I was looking for a job at sixteen that where I started."[/color] Roxy explained. She didn't mind talking about somethings. Her job was something that she was proud of. She had worked hard to prove herself. [color=blue]"The guy at the first garage challenged me help him fix a motorcycle. Once I proved I that I could be helpful he hired me."[/color] Roxy smiled at the memory. Zed hadn't thought she was serious but once she proved him wrong. He had surprised her by admitting that. [color=blue]"When he passed away last year he left the shop to me."[/color]