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there is also just maturing and growing out of a hobby and into a new one.
i was sad when i sold my turbo, but not for selling it. i was saying goodbye to myself at 22 years old. when i bought that car, it was the coolest thing. it was everything i wanted when i was 22. i sold it because my new hobby wasn't cars or car culture anymore ... my new hobby was racing cars. and it was useless for that. and i wasn't sad because i wanted to be 22 again, i was sad because it was the end of that era of my life. i was saying goodbye to my 22 year old self, because i was no longer that person.
its like saying goodbye to your first love. your high school crush. would have made a terrible couple, terrible relationship and a terrible life together. but for 5 minutes you can enjoy the feeling of your first love. and a car like that, for the first 15 minutes of driving can be that feeling. and then the realization that you grew out of it, you want different things than when you bought it, the worries, the money ... and it just doesnt give you the joy anymore because thats not really who you are anymore.
so i just leaned into it. racing cars are basically all piles of junk, held together with duct tape and zip ties, but the fun part is the driving, not the owning. thats the person i grew into. thats the person i am now.
i suspect there will be a time when i want another nice car. when im done with doing all the racing things i want to. i call these "old man" cars. or "toodling" cars. cars for toodling around in. a nice 997.2 C2S. TR6. MGB. Suzuki cappuccino. ND2 miata. tesla model 3 performance. these are the kinds of things that when im done racing i will buy.
but right now, what i love is driving the piss out of them, and that means ruining a lot of cash value, if they have any of that.
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