Deadener in the wheel wells

After a couple of hours on A arms, rods, hubs and brake calipers I looked like somebody of another nationality.:D
When I was in seminary, I went out on a service project with some of the guys. Among them were a couple of men from Nigeria. We went to help Habitat for Humanity strip down a house in St. Paul, MN. And it was an old house. My job was to remove as much of the siding as possible, getting all the way down to the original wood slats on the exterior. I spent all day on one side, removing vinyl siding to reveal shingles. Underneath the shingles was kerosene paper (which I had never encountered before). Under the kerosene paper was the wood slats I sought.

That kerosene paper was so old and nasty that it turned to dust in my hands. I got covered in the stuff. At the end of the day, one of the Nigerian guys said, "Hey, you look like one of us!" :)