Blast From The Past

“Wait a minute!” Tinker shouted.

“What?” Sid asked.

“Your mother just contracted some kind of unnamed fatal illness out of nowhere during her pregnancy that even the doctor and nurse don’t know about? I find that hard to believe.” Tinker said.

“Well, they did run some tests on the illness during the birthing process and they even said later that the results were inconclusive for some reason.” Sid explained.

“Well, have you tried doing some research of your own?”

“Actually, now that I think about it… No.” Sid replied. “But can I continue with my story, please?”

“Yes, boss. Proceed.”

“Thank you.” Sid cleared his throat. “So, during my time as a toddler, my mother taught me the glorious art of technology, science, and machinery…”