Cars and Shit

 I went to ABS this afternoon with Matt since he had to drop off his car at DTM to get some repairs done and they were next to each other. During the ride there, sitting in Matt's 16kg NSX and Recaro RMS squishing my balls, I was reflecting on the R33. It might have been a reflection or life flashing before my eyes since I'm pretty sure all blood circulation was being cut from my balls. Regardless, I thought about how much of a dream car it was to own a GT-R. I remember since I was a kid growing up in Japan, I always wanted one since my dad used to call all other cars, other than GTR, a piece of shit. Sure, I didn't know that much about cars then but listening to my dad, I really believed it. I never thought I would buy one and in a few months, decide that it really wasn't the car for me. R32 was always the GTR for me but I was always somewhat indifferent about the R33. It was just one of those cars that really grew on me and made me appreciate it the older I became. So...

 Works been getting hectic lately and I feel like I don’t have much time to sit idly by anymore. I try to fill my small time gaps by hanging out with friends more than working on my cars. It slowly wears me out but it’s a choice I made to surround myself with those I care the most about. With pandemic concerns slowly rolling back, that means work travel is starting to resume. To be honest and frank, airplane rides to me are some of the best alone time for me. I know it’s weird to say this when you’re completely stuck high up in an aluminum tube, breathing recycled air while rubbing shoulders with complete strangers but hear me out. To me, it’s the best time to think creatively, reflect on yourself and decide on your future actions. Being forced to think without internet (yeah, I’m too cheap to buy shit satellite internet in the plane) is a rarity since we’re surrounded by connected technology. Last week, I traveled to Charleston and this was one of those moments. I was shopping for...