Me and my buddy Bryan have been working on our cars out in my driveway every monday and tuesday this year since probably early Feb. We've had a few people wander by and say "hey cool cars" or something to that effect, but today something special happened. An old man came waddling into the driveway and introduced himself. His name is Merle. He says "i see you boys working on cars every week and wanted to introduce myself." He asks the usual "what year is it? hows it run? what are you doing to it?" and we tell him all our plans and all that. Then he pauses for a bit, stares off into the distance, and starts telling stories about a '55 chevy he had when he was young. Apparently he had a hopped up 401 nailhead in it and loved to race. He says "i loved when i was going so fast and i couldn't feel the steering anymore because the front wheels weren't touching the ground" "we didn't care about aerodynamics back then! you know how boxy that 55 chevy is! we just wanted to go fast!" I could tell that we were in a way helping him re-live his days as a hot rodder. I loved hearing him talk about his old cars and I really hope he comes back around. If he doesn't i'll go wander over to his place and try to get more stories out of him. I'm sure he can show us young guns a thing or two. Anyways, no real point to the story. Just nice to meet an old hot rodder in the neighborhood. Made my day and I thought I'd share.