I still have cars that I have seen that I've not driven - or even sat in them.
I've touched 'em all. I've looked around inside all of them - even popping the trunk/frunks and checking out engine bays. But, I haven't sat in them and wasn't even the person that parked them in the barns.
I do have a real HMMWV (Humvee). I could drive that in the snow. I pity the fool that brake-checks me, however.
You have got to feel like the kid in the candy store when you get into those barns
I do. I also marvel at it, sometimes not quite sure what to think. It really does make me think... Man, the number of shitty cars I've owned just to get to where I am today. I've gone from replacing the water pump in freezing cold to having two mechanics to oversee my collection - probably one of the better private collections on the planet. Hell, my collection is better than some entire car museums.
And I can drive 'em all. All of 'em...
That is so fucking awesome!!!
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