No sweat.......you can join our mechanically clueless club!
You'll be in good company......me and this man!
He's the one who nobody could identify as being mechanically clueless.
He'd turn up to a race meet after a night of drinking and womanising along with Bill Ivy and not even know what fucking bike he was riding.
Once he got on the bike he'd say "Which way does the track go and what's the lap record?" Then go out there and wipe the floor with everybody and smash the lap record!
Unique talent.....but didn't know one end of a spanner from the other! I'm exactly the same......well apart from the talent bit obviously!