As such, I started to mow lawns and earn some money. I would get my radio control fix by going over to my friend’s house and watching his dad work on the cars in the garage then he would let me drive them on the street. I couldn’t wait to get my own. As soon as I had $100 saved, my mom took me to the hobby shop and bought me my first kit. Buying these things is like buying a new Porsche… you start with a base price but then it escalates 50% if you’re not careful with options. I remember telling the store owner I just want the most basic setup. I took everything home and spent the next week putting it together; refusing any help my dad offered. Just writing about this now makes me smile.
Eventually I was fortunate enough to attend a good university, go on to graduate school, and end up with a good career that afforded me the opportunity to do what I have always dreamed of doing… own cars! I could write 10 more pages describing every car I’ve owned and every modification I’ve made but that would just shift the focus from my being an enthusiast to my being a certified nutcase! Let’s just say that I once took a brand new Lexus IS300, replaced the brand new engine with one from a Toyota Supra Twin Turbo, swapped the twin turbochargers for a large single turbo and swapped the automatic transmission to a 6-speed manual. After spending $40,000 above the purchase price, I had a 700 HP sedan that outran Ducati motorbikes. It turns out that the seemingly childish statement I made to my dad years ago “I’ll never stop playing with cars” was perhaps the most insightful statement I have ever made!
Today, I’m married and have kids so I no longer have the luxury of only thinking about what I want. However, I still love cars but I have to be more selective about what I do with my pocketbook.
This leads me to explaining how I became the Test Drive Blogger. Well, you’ll need to read about that if you want to know…Click here