There’s a time in every young person’s life when everything changes and you suddenly understand who you’re going to be. At what point did you know you were going to be a car lover?
This question sort of came out of Tuesday’s Commenter of the Day, in which we discussed childhood stories. In it, we determined that there were a variety of factors that could turn you into a car guy or gal: genetics, environment or trauma. Regardless of which one applies to you, at some point in your life something clicked and you knew it, you knew that cars were going to be the one. When was that for you?
Me? I think it was when a friend’s dad picked me up from first grade in his beater 356 convertible. The car was an ongoing restoration project and two of us kids had to sandwich into the passenger seat, but every other day I looked forward to the end of school so I could go for a ride in it. It’s thanks to that 356 that I’m here today.
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