What Is This Blog About?

There once was a boy, just a wee lad, who had always been fascinated with the automobile. He loved everything about cars. He loved their wheels, their sizes, their sounds, the way cars moved and hobbled over uneven pavements. He would often past time as a youngster watching cars go over bumps in the road just to see how the car would react to the sudden change in environment. By the age of seven years old he could easily name the cars on the street. From beat up pick-ups to luxurious land yachts, nothing excited the boy more than being able to identify cars at seven, more than any kid he knew.

He was often asked by adults how he knew which cars were which. It's a strange way how he taught himself, as his parents never really spoke of vehicles, though they fed his appetite happily with a constant barrage of Hot Wheels and Matchbox cars to enjoy. So how did he manage to teach himself at seven, the seemingly impossible feat of identifying a car just by looking at it?

One could imagine it started when he was about five or six years of age. He insisted on sitting behind the driver so that he could look at the passing cars going in the opposite direction. The odds of seeing different cars were higher than being stuck with the flow of traffic streaming in the same direction. He wouldn't necessarily look at the body of the vehicle though, not at first. What he did was gaze at the wheels of the cars. The wheels were the most interesting thing to the boy, and so he would analyze the wheels and than move up to the body taking in the key features of the car along the way. He would make a mental note. Than he would look for these cars in parking lots, intersections, or stuck in traffic and take note of the branding of the vehicle. He would never allow any hot-rod inspired car of fantasy from the designers of Mattel join his admirable toy car collection. The boy would only have cars he'd seen on the clogged streets of his city. After a year of doing this, the boy became very knowledgable of cars. But this only encouraged his love affair.

He read books, researched and studied before he could even fathom the idea of a drivers permit. And as the years passed and designs changed, the young boy grew into a young man, who while still passionate of cars had become rather opinionated of them as well. Automobiles had let him down and had inspired him on more than one occasion. He carried his opinions of the common automobile with him quietly only revealing his insight when asked by an aquaintance who was in the market for the four wheeled machine. Than one day he was asked, "Why do you know this stuff about cars?" And the question held with him. And so he decided to create a blog to post his opinions, knowledge and thoughts of the automobile to hopefully release it from his caged brain and make room for other important subjects like...politics...and...women.

That young boy grew up to be, "The Guy Who Knows Cars".