Smythe

My dad has always been the guy that wasnt satisfied unles it was lowered/lifted and roaring down the street and burned rubber. still today it is much the same way. My older brother is a die-hard speed freak and had the biggest impact on my liking cars at a young age. While others were playing with pogs i was reading the hot rod and rod & custom's i would swipe from my dad n brother. From there it has only developed in to a life consuming "sickness".