If you’re anything like your grandfather, there’s a chance, a long time ago, that behind his garage door sat something he cherished. Maybe it was American iron; perhaps foreign steel. It could be that he waxed it every Saturday morning, or maybe he left it dirty after the Friday night races. One thing, however, is for certain: we have quite a bit to thank him for.
We’re all here for one reason: we like to get our hands dirty. It doesn’t matter what kind of car you drive or what style of modification is your favorite; chances are if you’re reading this, you’ve been bit by the same bug the rest of us have. Sometimes our cars are built to the nines, and sometimes they’re hardly more than a set of wheels and a drop. Frankly, it doesn’t make a difference.