From the time I was very young, (i'm still young) I would shout out the names of cars as we were driving around town, just based on the badges they wore. I'm sure that got annoying to my parents, but I as well had, and still have, a very extensive Hotwheels/Matchbox collection. My Grandpa was into cars his whole life, and I fondly remember him telling stories about his Porsche 912, Ford Courier, many AMC's, '46 Town & Country Convertible, and his Cord 810, "it was shiny, shiny black." Thus my Dad was into cars, and my dad grew up in the late 80's, early 90's, when the lowrider scene was very big, which shaped my love for the malaise-era American luxury cars, as well as the performance cars, like Taurus SHO, Buick GN, Syclone/Typhoon, Starion, and such. My dad always had lowriders, his first car, the '75 Impala hardtop, later his '93 Astro and '79 DeVille. I didn't catch the lowrider bug as much as he did, I've always been more into foreign cars, especially older Benz, VW, and Porsche's. I remember reading Hemmings, Hot Rod, and Lowrider quite a bit, while my wrenching ability was simply holding the flashlight for Dad.
Here's a picture of my older brother and I with my dad's '79 DeVille, c. 2002. Damn, digital cameras sucked back then:
Here's a picture of my older brother and I with my dad's '79 DeVille, c. 2002. Damn, digital cameras sucked back then: