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I love going to "impromptu" car shows, i.e. cars and coffee, local benefits, etc. I keep a dozen or so "hotwheel" sized models in the glove box to hand out to "special" admirers. Some I invite to set in the drivers' seat, cock an arm over the door sill and take a picture that they might treasure in the future. We are a small fraternity, and I fear are a dying breed - therefore, if I can make a young person smile (maybe even his parents), then it is all my passion. Mine is a driver, I live to rip down the blacktop with my friends, and annoy old women with the noxious sound, and make small children run for their mothers' side. It is not a "show" car, I do not present it as such, and if I have to tell people to curb their spawn from hanging off of the wind wings, I just fire 'er up and drive off, no harm, no foul. Life is short, bring joy, laugh while you can, run it to the limit one more time...
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