It was "bred" in me by my grandfather. Bought me my first model car at 9, took me to car shows and I hung around at the dealership he managed as a kid. I've always been into cars. My grand dad was also the one to make sure I got my license. I'll never forget the last day of school, June of 1966. he pulls his 300 over and says "get in the drivers seat, you drive home from here!" he was about 6'3" I was 5'7" so right away I had an "issue". But I made it home and that was it. Had my license a few weeks later and learned how to drive a stick in my buddy's 66 Vette.
Pat