Fixing things is in my genetic makeup. My grandfather built and fixed furniture. My father fixes cars and builds walls. My uncle built houses, barns, and pole buildings – oh, and also fixed cars. My brother: well, he fixes anything in front of him, including motherboards, televisions, bicycles, cars, and, oh yeah, F-117 aircraft radar systems.

Me? I fix computers. And apparently, locks too.

Piccys and video after the jump.