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TIFU Asking my dad for some help

TIFU 3 days ago.

some backstory. My dad is(was) a hardcore DIY guy, do it himself at all costs.
Car needs brakes... he'd do it. Needs and engine Of course he's on it. House needs tile, he's not gonna pay a contractor, he'll read up on it, and do it himself.

Growing up that's just how things were, anything you can learn, you do. Anything you haven't learned yet, you hire and then watch/learn, then do it yourself next time. DIY and working hard was his thing.... he never seemed to sleep. was always available for a problem, or just an ear to listen to my problems, and give me suggestions on fixes....

cue 3 days ago....

dad called me, asking what parts I might need from some cars he'll be taking to the junkyard. earth day is saturday and he'll get more money from junking the cars that day than any other.

A friend of mine needs a driveshaft and a shifter from one of the cars he happens to be scrapping, so I tell him I could use those parts. We chat a bit more and sign off, business as usual.

6 hours later I get a call from my brother "dad is dead", crushed under a car. 4 sleepless hours later I get up for work, and can barely register what has happened.... the man who taught me everything, who was there for me, is gone...... I finish the major job at work, and message my boss that i'm done for the week.

Drive 1.5hrs to my parents place and see whats what. the car is there, stickers from the backs of the defib device all around the car I asked for a driveshaft from.... not good.

I go inside the house and console my mom, try to find out what happened, when. console her, and get some stability for myself..... it's not going well.

I work up the courage and go outside to the car, the same car he asked if I needed parts from...... Turns out he put the car up on wheels to get under it, unbolted the driveshaft and it rolled onto him, crushing him........Fuck me. Asking my dad for free car parts killed him.

TL;DR I asked my dad for some free parts, and killed him

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