I like cars. I always have. In fact, when I was younger I was quite fanatical about the subject. I read Car & Driver, Road & Track, and Motor Trend as if they were holy writ. Every month, cover to cover. (And amazingly, despite that, my technical understanding of automobiles remains pitiful).
But, somewhere along the way, I started to lose my passion for things automotive. Or, perhaps it is better to say, it got stifled. At some point I must have come to the conclusion that I was never going to be able to afford a Ferrari (or anything fun to drive for that matter). The vicissitudes of life wore me down and I stopped paying attention to cars. Well, not entirely.... I still loved to drive, I still appreciated good styling and engineering excellence, I still... wanted to go fast. When I got my current reasonably priced, low performance, basic transportation domestic car I insisted on a manual transmission. If I couldn't drive a high performance sports car, at least I could pretend. But, I was no longer a "car-guy," but simply a guy who could (if I do say so myself) tease the absolute best performance out of my low priced people mover.
I blame Jeremy Clarkson. If my next car is something completely impractical, but fun, I'm sure he'll be to blame (and he should be, and would be, proud). I don't know exactly when I discovered
Top Gear. The first time I watched the show, it was purely because there was absolutely nothing else on. I wasn't enthusiastic about it; after all, I was no longer a "car-guy". But the show is addictive. You can't help but be overwhelmed by the obvious passion that Clarkson, Richard Hammond, and James May have for cars. And it reminded me how I had once been the same way, and more importantly, why. I kept watching, and watching, and watching. And you know what? My dormant inner car-guy awoke. I missed him. I'm glad he's back. And I want to treat him.
This project is all about being the best "me" I can be. So, if I'm going to embrace my inner car guy, if I'm going to let him out, if I'm going to
be that guy again, I should be the best possible version of that guy possible. Which means this-- I think I'm a very good driver, but there is always room for improvement. I want to be the best driver I can possibly be, and I want to have fun doing it. Learning to drive better is a slightly more expensive proposition than doing a Zen retreat. Skip Barber's
three day racing program runs around $4000. But for three days of top notch instruction at
Laguna Seca, I'd say that is well worth it.
So, once it's financially viable, I'm off to do some high performance driving.
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