I have owned (stored mostly) a modified Mazda RX-7 since 2002. In my early twenties, I foolishly dumped an a large part of my resources into running and upgrading it. I've since learned my lesson and keep her around as a reminder never to head down that road again (that, and I can't seem to be able to bring myself to sell her).
Even though the car is an overall failure and sits unused...the rex has taught me a lot of lessons and largely contributing to my philosophy about possessions vs experiences. I felt at the time, spending money on experiences would only leave me empty handed. I used the all-inclusive, drunk, Mexico vacations (and the like) as a basis for this conclusion - but neglected to expand my view of what sort of other experiences I could have. Obviously, that is a pretty broad generalization but it sums it up - plus being the uncompromising dude I am, I committed fully building the car.
It wasn't all bad - one thing I love about cars, specifically cult models - is the community they develop. I was delighted to discover I wasn't the only weirdo who owned an RX-7. In said sub-cultures...it's quite common to wave at other drivers of the same type. Sort of a - you have sweet taste in cars bro - gesture.
With seeing how prolific Windstars are, I've limited myself to yelling "Wiiiiiiiinnnnnndstaaaaaaarrr" or waving at his specific model type. The soccer moms don't get it....
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| Came back from Starbucks to find Walden had made a friend. |
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