[Noah930]

No question, for me. I'm a car guy. I definitely missed my calling to earn a living in an automotive field, and I somewhat regret those early life decisions on a daily basis.

According to my parents, I've loved cars ever since I was a little kid. As proof, I received my only 4 stitches when I was a 2-year-old; I jumped up to show my dad (who was coming home from work) 2 new toy cars. Unfortunately, I had been playing with them under a glass coffee table and caught my forehead/eyebrow on the edge of the glass. Blood and a trip to the ER ensued.

My parents were definitely never "car people," so it's not something they passed on to me. We had a couple Benz's growing up, but that was in LA, where they're more common than Fords and Chevys. At the same time, I'm sure SoCal car culture helped to cultivate my interest. It's nice to have neighbors with Porsches and Cobras. I wonder how my natural interest would have channeled out, had I grown up in a different time (i.e. before cars).

My son is 16 months-old. He's shaping up to be a car guy, too. I've purposefully made an effort to try to NOT encourage him in following my footsteps of moto-addiction. Peter Egan's quote of racing making heroin seem like a craving for something salty certainly rings true for me. But the kid still points at every friggin' car that goes by, and very clearly declares, "car!" No Boston accent for him. and he giggles when I suit up for a ride on the motorcycle, too. If petroleum products last long enough, I'm hoping to hand over the 930 to him when he's old/mature enough to drive it.