My Relationship with Cars

Good morning everyone (Guten Morgen for all the German people out there). Just got back from hanging out at the Canibeat meet that my boy Anthony (L!zerd) set up as a bi-weekly thing. Hung out with my A.D.D.icts crew along with other various car crews and solo riders pretty cool but it was drizzling ON A SUMMER NIGHT?! Had a good time minus the fact my back was killing me and hindering me from walking properly =( but I went out there like a champ to support the scene.

Onwards.

A comment was made on my last post that sparked my interest to write something right now (Thank you Isa!) so instead of sleeping I rather write this and get this out before I lose the mood to write. The comment Miss Isa wrote had something along the lines of "It shows really your passion and affection to your cars :) " this statement for me and for many others is absolutely true. I've grown up with complete fascination for cars, how they move, what powers them, the way they were shaped etc. Ever since my parents gave me my first hot wheels car, it has been love at first sight and has never stopped being my love.

Cars for me has brought ever lasting connections with friends (who I consider my family now), meeting new friends, it has also taught me a to respect the vehicle for it will respect you back, and has also in a way given me life... Now I know that it may seem funny to read that the automobile has given me life, let me explain. I've gone through a dark period in my life where I didn't care for anything, I hated life, nothing was going right for me. All this led up to a point where I almost took my own life. After that whole ordeal, working on cars made me clear my mind, always kept me positive to finish the job that was at hand. I even started to work earlier than most kids my age at the time (17) just so I can get another part for my car.

To some it may seem ridiculous to form a relationship with a car, for they only see it as a mode of transportation. To me and many others it's a special bond between man/woman and machine, the countless hours we put into them reflects how we feel, each with it's own personality, emotion etc. Some name their rides (for me her name is Lucy), as if it were alive. As motorists we spend most of time in yes you guessed it our cars, we find out it's quirks, manners and we live to accept that because that's their life just like us humans, cars too have mannerisms. It is definitely not something that is a Point A to Point B thing for me, every time out is another journey, cycling through the gears, feeling the power push you back in your seat its all poetry in motion, a story to be told.

As time goes on, new cars will be made better than the last, cars will be outdated and put to pasture for parts or to be crushed. As for me ill be keeping this one for the rest of my life she has taken on a personality that is loved by friends, family and the occasional person walking on the street. I have put the countless hours and the infinite hours that lay ahead to get this car where it needs to be. I do realize that as much as I would love to complete this car, no matter what stage ill be in, no matter how long ive had her i will never be done with it.

Cars saved my life.

Justin