A Day to Remember

I think this is one of the most memorable days of my life, and I will say something as an introduction first:
Since I was a little kid, I've always had some interest in music, I was always hiting stuff just to make different sounds. Of course everyone in my house heard lots of music, and I think that the one that I enjoyed the most was my brother's, he listened to funky music, things like Chancho en Piedra, Los Tetas, Tiro de Gracia, etc, and also american bands such as Parliament, Funkadelic, Red Hot Chili Peppers, James Brown, etc.
When I was 10, I started to play recorder in school and my teacher told my parents that I was good in it, so they bought me a better one and I played it in school's musical workshop.
At the age of 12, I told my parents that I wanted to play the bass, inspired for all great funky bassist players, and they told that, as a start, they'll bought me a guitar, so, they did it. It was a crappy guitar, the cheapest that you can find in a supermarket, but it was just for the beginning in case that I regret.
And know, finally comes the story of the day that I will never forget. It happen a sunday evening after tea time, in a time period in which I was getting closer to classical rock music.
My dad went to do the dishes and put Deep Purple's album "Machine Head" on the radio, and started to sound the first song, Highway Star. When I was singing along the song, the guitar solo started to sound and I went to my room and graved my crappy cheap acoustic guitar and started to pretend playing that great solo. Of course I didn't knew that solo, of course I didn't had the technique to play it, of course my guitar wasn't made for playing that kind of music but all of this didn't matter, I just discovered that I want to play guitar, and to this day, I haven't got separated with the instrument.
Know, I know this is a very strange situation, and probably even really dumb, but, for me, this day is unforgettable, because I realized what I wanted to do in my life.