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Let Yourself Think Like a Fifth Grader

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Sometimes it's important to get out of the weeds, stick your head firmly in the clouds, and let yourself enjoy things.


My life is cars, and it's been that way for as long as I can remember. I mean that quite literally. My first memory is of a car show, and I learned how to read by identifying cars in parking lots and looking at the badges on the trunklid.

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Image Via Streetside Classics

From that point on, I read car magazines with a voracious appetite for information about the newest and fastest machinery around, as well as the classics. Growing up, it seemed like there was a new "fastest car in the world" every few months. It was an exciting time.

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Image Via GR Auto Gallery

In those days, all that mattered to me and my friends was how a car looked and how fast it was. We didn't give a single thought to build quality, reliability, or warranties. You can forget about practicality, value, and fuel economy, too.

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Image Via Canepa

That boring stuff was for total dorks and/or grown ups. We were all going to grow up and be computer hacker astronaut rock stars who moonlight as cops/cowboys/cowboy cops, and we'd pull up to the red carpet in a purple Vector/teal ZR-1/yellow 993 Turbo S with Pam Anderson/Courtney Cox/Alicia Silverstone in the passenger seat to accept our Grammy for Best Metal Album in the Universe, Forever.

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Image Via Garage Kept Motors