Cars.. Voitures.. Fahrzeug

It boggles my mind how much our everyday lives revolve around cars. Why do we let cars control our lives?

What brought this on was Daniel... I mean I've always had a little interest in cars, but he really sparked my interest in 9th or 10th grade. He introduced me to the racing world, a whole different place, more on that later.

Daniel has seen me through 4 cars now, a 1994 Chevy Beretta, a 2005 Pontiac Sunfire, a 1992 Ford F150 and now a 1986 Chevy Camaro. Daniel has played his part with each car. He has probably helped me the most with the Camaro seeing as it needed the most work. We rebuilt the engine and I am now in the process of trying to get it to run consistently. Well.. to make a long story short.. WE didn't rebuild it but we took it out and got it rebuilt, and then put it back in.

This whole summer has been spent working on my car.. Although it only took three weeks to get the engine out, rebuilt, and back in, there are other problems that arise within the process. These problems are usually easy to fix, but finding what is causing said problem is the challenge. I have been doing some thinking lately.. I enjoy working on cars, but I don't think I would want to make a carrier out of it. To much work involved, and I am not being lazy... there really is a couple hundred hours involved to take a car from not much more than a piece of junk on four wheels into, well... a car.

My hopes for my Camaro is to turn it into a mild/high performance street car. This is where I can use it for an everyday driver and also race it when I so choose. When I had the engine rebuilt, I put the biggest Comp Cam in that I could get for my engine. This cam took the horsepower from 290 to 375.. I think that is a pretty large jump from one part. There is other things I could do for it but I see no need. I've told Daniel all along if it can spin through first and go sideways in second it will be enough for me. I think it has it in it.. I just have to get it running..

Racing.. I felt like it was highly intense, on edge,when I went. Although I have never been down the track (yet). Helping the Ashmore's get set up at the trailers was great. I would help with what needed to be done and have just enough time to get back up to the track and watch again. The smell of gas.. The slight fuzzy feeling of racing alcohol on my hands.. The butterflies in my stomach as each light on the racing tree goes down. This is so vivid in my mind, I feel like it was just the other day I was there even though it has been over a year. I want to go back soon.. maybe I can go again before they end for this season!

Looking back over the summer with recent events.. C.B. you know what I'm talking about.. What would I do without my car? I don't want to ever think have to think about this question again. Honestly, I don't! I hope if I ever need a ride hopefully my friends will be there to help me.

Peace,
C.S.T