I have absolutely no recollection of exactly when it was that I became obsessed with cars.
Perhaps it were those first Matchbox cars I received as presents as a kid. Maybe it was that TYCO racetrack my brother and I got one Christmas (how cool were those things??!!
). Or maybe it was watching Bullitt with my father or even Starsky & Hutch. Not to mention The Dukes of Hazzard and Knight Rider! Oh, and AUTOMAN!! Lame show but cool car!
Then my father opened up his own shop. Wow. Not only did he work mainly on foreign cars, his lot was big enough to have a parking lot for commuters. They'd all drive up in their Jaguars, Mercedes, BMWs, Porsches, etc. And what a kick ass job I had after school moving cars out of the way so people could get to their car! My first time driving a manual was in a Porsche 911!!
Now my life pretty much revolves around cars. Wouldn't have it any other way.
