my dad was a fucking mechanical genius, he could fix anything, build anything, tell you what was wrong with anything. his garage was like a hardware store, with old card catalog cabinets against one wall full of plumbing fittings, screws, bolts, nuts, washers, bearings...........so i always had cool brass bowls made out of his plumbing fittings. i even found a package of replacement sink faucet screens.......wonder how many brain cells i killed with brass residue? probly some left over flux on a few pieces here and there