I think we all have that "eureka" moment when it hits you . That moment when you just know that you will become a bass player and nothing was gonna stop you. For me it was when I would go to my neighbors house when i was 12 and we would go through his dads record collection. His dad played multiple instruments and had a piano, Gretch guitars , and a brand new Peavey T-40. I had fooled around with the guitars plenty of times, but this T-40 was new and my friends dad really did not want us touching it. So of course I gotta check it out ,I wanted to hold it but I was to scared I might hurt it somehow and his dad was someone you don't wanna piss off. So we picked it up ust enough to plug a cable into the jack, then plugged into a Peavey TNT amp. We turned the amp up pretty loud , about 7 , then slowly turned the volume on the bass. I plucked the E string and that sucker let out the biggest chest pounding ,wall shaking , best tone I've ever heard! My eyes got big and my jaw dropped , as I shouted Whoa!! Holy crap did you hear that??!! My friend was like , "I told you this thing is awesome" I had to do it again and again. I knew right there that I loved that sound and the fact that my fingers were doing it ,, well lets just say I was drunk with bass power. You can bet I was at my friends house everyday after school and yes , his dad eventually let me take it out of the case and begin to play. He even showed me a thing or two. That was the moment.