Many people think that being a "car person", "petrolhead""car nut" etc. means being part of some (seemingly members only) club. These same people think that cars are just a mode of transportation, a vehicle to get from point A to point B. (Spoiler alert, they're not.)
But that's not why I'm writing this.
Now I don't want you to think that I'm here to try to convince you to fall in love with cars and be that guy who will not shut up during dinner with your relatives about your slammed Nissan 350Z with more camber than common sense. Don't be that guy. Nobody likes that guy.
No I'm here to tell you that there is indeed a reason why people love cars so much. And it's more than just 0-60 times and how many horsepower you have.
See the thing about cars is that they are all around us. These contraptions of steel and glass have become an integral part of our lives whether we like it or not. Cars have become so ubiquitous that we almost forget that they were invented only a bit more than a hundred years ago.
Contrary to popular belief, that's why they're so special.
With all the modern technology present in today's cars, they have certainly come a long way.
Cars, at least the ones that aren't specifically meant to bore your face off, have been getting better and better.
More of everything, really. But that's a bit like having chocolate cake. More is great until it becomes a violent mess of stomach pains... and dry heaving.
These cars have become so overly complicated that it can take away from the simple pleasure of driving. And that's a shame, isn't it?
But, there are certain cars that, when driven or ridden in, have some magical powers.
The kind of cars that can make you recall memories.
Like when you were on your way to grandma's house and you got to stop for ice cream on the way. Or when you spilled said ice cream on the carpet floor of the car 15 minutes later because it was too hot and you "weren't paying attention" (true story).
Or your first time you decided to see what your mom's minivan could do on a back country road.
The point is, is that a car doesn't have to be a sports car, a race car, or some fancy slammed ricer to make you realize that you are a car person. All it takes is the recollection of a memory, and the willingness to share those memories with others.