Its funny but this is why I believe car guys are so weird.
Playing with cars is an expensive hobby, so you cant engage in it as often as you like without a LOT of disposable income so when you meet another car guy and he mentions “Yeah I have to yank the engine out of my race car this weekend” if you dont have plans you actually really DO want to help even if you barely know the guy because you get to engage in your hobby on someone elses dime.
So you go around, spend a day swearing and getting filthy, busting your knuckles and putting sweat into their passion for nothing more than maybe lunch and a few drinks, so they really are appreciative.
All that Fast and Furious “Family” shit is overblown, but my son is named after my best friend and we became friends for life engine swapping and building a 89 Honda.
I think you just described my Dad and his whole tribe. He has so many friends and they all trade favours, all the time, there’s this deep connection and they read people by how much they give to others, in balance of course. He’d give the shirt off his back to just about anyone, but he knows when someone is only out for themselves. He loved cars so much he built a business around it, but it’s essentially become a men’s shed. I think you’re spot on, and that’s a great test, if someone is willing to bust a knuckle open, trying to shift a tight bolt, with you, you know they’re a good one.
Its funny but this is why I believe car guys are so weird.
Playing with cars is an expensive hobby, so you cant engage in it as often as you like without a LOT of disposable income so when you meet another car guy and he mentions “Yeah I have to yank the engine out of my race car this weekend” if you dont have plans you actually really DO want to help even if you barely know the guy because you get to engage in your hobby on someone elses dime.
So you go around, spend a day swearing and getting filthy, busting your knuckles and putting sweat into their passion for nothing more than maybe lunch and a few drinks, so they really are appreciative.
All that Fast and Furious “Family” shit is overblown, but my son is named after my best friend and we became friends for life engine swapping and building a 89 Honda.
I think you just described my Dad and his whole tribe. He has so many friends and they all trade favours, all the time, there’s this deep connection and they read people by how much they give to others, in balance of course. He’d give the shirt off his back to just about anyone, but he knows when someone is only out for themselves. He loved cars so much he built a business around it, but it’s essentially become a men’s shed. I think you’re spot on, and that’s a great test, if someone is willing to bust a knuckle open, trying to shift a tight bolt, with you, you know they’re a good one.