The people who don't blow up cars are generally easier on everything. I, mercifully, am mechanically sympathetic. (and for what it's worth, that's exactly what I've called this trait, forever) I oil starved a cam journal on an '84 Civic S a loong time ago, but it had somehow ingested a blob of silicone the a body shop used in place of an oil pan gasket and plugged an oil gallery. The journal one over from the distributor squeeked, cam broke, game over. Otherwise, my cars, motorcycles, bikes, skateboards, scooters, tools...all last forever.
I was a rock drummer for a long time. I toiled in an infinite number of "uneasy listening bands" up and down the east coast and did some national and international touring. I was a very, very loud drummer who used huge sticks and hit very, very hard.
I broke a stick or 3 a year. I didn't dent heads, I don't break cymbals. There's a certain economy of motion that some drummers have; a means of getting a lot out without a huge amount of effort. I reckon it's a property that can be manifest in the practitioners of all sorts of acts, and it's a great feeling when pne realizes they've started to get it...