Total aside:
From 2000 until two or three years ago, I felt myself to be out here on the rim of nowhere, tinkering away on my toy plastic car pretty much by myself. I'm OK with that, as I've always said that if something is cool to me, I don't need the approval of somebody else to enjoy it (it's for this reason I hate entering car-shows). I've met some lifelong friends through this hobby, but they all lived at least 1000 mi away, so our contact was mostly limited to the internet.
However, over the last couple of years, I've met and befriended a half-dozen or so guys within a 3-5 hour radius of who share my particular brand of vehicular illness to one degree or another.
I got off the phone with both Rich and Bob G. this morning, and was struck how blessed I am to be living in a time when the internet can connect us to each other, and offer support to what can be a pretty quixotic and obscure hobby. This is cool when it's guys a couple of time-zones away, but it's cool on a whole 'nuther level when it's guys nearby.
I'm really looking forward to Corn-Daze Deux this summer. I'm hoping we can get some details ironed out over a cup 'o joe on a rainy day once Rich hits the mighty, mighty T-town. We'll point the blue-bug NE, hook up with Bob, and hatch our master-plan for world domination
... or at least a fun day with cars.
Any and all speedster owners, wanna'-be speedster owners, or hangers-on are welcome to take a road-trip to nowhere and join our merry band of misfits in a day of vehicular merriment among the corn this summer. The details will be forthcoming-- but I can promise you bugs all over the front of your car, some pretty OK roads (along with the finest roads our great state can neglect), big-'ol pork tenderloin sandwiches
... and some of the fines camaraderie anywhere in this hobby.