I was 12 when I saw my first Hot Rod magazine....and immediately found my 'passion' in life.
I'm now 13 and my brothers car was a custom '56 chev that I was always working on (that everyone assumed was mine).
I'm now 14 and I buy my first 283 junker motor and 'rebuild it' all by myself (poorley, no doubt) but I install it in a '63 pontiac junker and it starts and RUNS ~I'm so proud~)
I'm now 15 and my first real car was a '57 chev.
I'm now 16 and my 5th car is a '63 Hemi Fury.
I'm now 17 and my 10th car is a brand new Trans Am.
18, 19 and 20......four more ranging from 4x4's to Z-28's.
I willingly gave the passion up when I was 21 to have and care for a family. (result? A wonderful wife and four increadable sons)
I'm now 49 and my wonderful children have moved from the nest. So saving on the monthly grocery bill alone....in a few months I have enough saved up for a used corvette!
Two wonderful years later I have my passion in the garage, rebuilding it all. It's just TOO much fun! Driving it. Fixing it. Learning all about it. Racing it. Breaking it. For me, it's a wonderful experience, all of it.
I'm now 51. (sucks to be me) I find a great '95 SC for my wife. I love it and she does too. It's a beautiful car and is in great condition. It's also great value!
ALL THAT TO SAY THIS: My problem is that I'd love the Riv to be my next toy....but my wife would be horrified!
So I ask you all? HOW can I sneak the Riv into my garage claiming a "lube job needed".....while getting another....say.....75 HP out of it?
(Glad to be here, btw.