I guess you could say the car bug bit me early on. My Mom used to take me and my sister to the library when we were younger, and I would read every car magazine that I could get my hands on. She encouraged it, as it helped make me a better reader. Couple this with the fact that my parents both drove sports cars (Dad an ’80 Mercury Capri RS Turbo, Mom an ’82 Toyota Celica GT), and I didn’t really stand a chance.
Growing up, I watched MotorWeek on PBS every week, got a subscription to Motor Trend so I could keep up with the latest automotive news, and I had pictures of gorgeous cars hanging