As you're taking your daily walk through your small desert neighborhood, you come across someone in their driveway working on the underside of their rusty car. They're laying down with their arms under the car as well, they are shirtless and got long legs, his pants are thick and covered in tools. You decide to walk up to him to talk since you've never seen him before, but before you can get up to him he pulls himself out front under the car and looks at you, looking at you sternly "Hey bud."