I’m starting to see these people come and go through the JDM phase. I love cars, don’t get me wrong, but I don’t claim this to be a phase; it’s a hobby. I live the life, I breathe it. Your new to the tracks? Been there, done that. You’ve never been to a Honda Meet? It’s phenomenal. I may not have the riches to swoop up my car, but I love her with a passion. I can never give her up. She’s my project car, and will remain to be it. Work is still in progress. I’ve never been the type to race, but being in passenger, letting the adrenaline rush and the blood coursing thru my veins. It’s amazing. I can still remember those days. I don’t have the time to work on my car now a days, because I’m busy being a mother of one, a lover, and a supporter. But when the day comes, I’ll finish what I started. I love oil stains on my shirts, grease in my nails, and the smell of gasoline. I’m not your ordinary girl.