Genetically Modified Me Pt.1

Right,

Firstly, note to self: find a more sufficient time to do blog than in sleep time.

Anyway, I touched on genetics in my last post. Now, I think that someone else should be blamed for my love of cars. It's not my fault at all, My grandad and dad are 98% to blame. Now, some kids get born into a family where all they are taught from birth is football and building (otherwise known as people in liverpool) Me on the other hand... got cars, and bikes, although some part of me must be american, so more is best, screw 2 wheels... i want 4.

Now, one thing that doesnt add up for me, is that, (from basic knowledge), you learn and form with things around you, which, with me is the most part true, living with my mum for the best part of my life my attitude has become more like hers than my dads, even though i may as well be his clone genetically. So, explain to me why I didnt, I dont know, get into something completely different, like Jesus. I lived with my mum and gran (devote catholic, hense Jesus) for 6 odd years between the age of 2 and 8. Apparently, according to a scientist with a beard, those are the years of your life when you become the person who you will grow up to be.

Did any of what i just explain really happen... no. I am a genetically created car nut, as is my father, and my fathers father and (further family referance goes here)
I, unfortunatly, cannot now go into detail about the content of my dad's or grandad's brains, therefore i cannot show you how they are car nuts, or why they make me who I am. What I can do, is show you their car historys to an extent that I can remember. I will start with... (youngest first) nah... my grandad.

Ok, from what I know, his very first car was a 1949 Rover 75 'cyclops'
(picture thing ceasing to work, links will do) http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2288/2317296764_6cb50be174.jpg?v=0
This, was when Rover were acceptable, they started to make the very famous and brilliant Rover V8 engine a few years later, This car back then, is what we would conceive to be an Alfa today.
Things went uphill from here on in, A spout of minis and cortinas of course made it into his garage at some point or another. However, in his late twenties, he had, what I think is the best car anyone I know has ever owned, a chevrolet corvette '68.
http://www.smokinvette.com/corvettephotos/data/516/1968_Chevrolet_Corvette_L-89_Rally_Red.jpg I mean... WOW! I want one of those. I mean, firstly, you must be nuts to own one, as its a corvette it will fall to bits, and it will, inevitable, refuse to go round a corner at anything more than 5 mph and try to kill you. So what, this is an enthusiasts car on all levels, a car that you must be clinically insane to own, he crashed it going over a crest... blithering idiot! Now, he had many a Mk.II escort and MG midget and Capri (2.8L injection of course)But, one last story stands out, when my dad was around 23 my grandad was still old, and still is. They did something very funny (in my mind) and stupid. My nan had asked my dad and grandad to go into town and buy some fish 'n' chips for dinner. My nan at home, rightly became ancious as 45 minuites passed, after about an hour my dad returned in his mini that they had taken, but more importantly my grandad returned with a newly bought 1980's Cadillac V8. This, (from pictures I have seen and will scan on) is the ugliest most boring car ever on the planet (miuns the toyota camry, and the toyota corrola, and the toyota yaris...) My nan was furious, not only at the cold chips, but at the heap of s*** in her driveway, do you know what my grandads excuse was... " It was'nt much, and i fancied having a V8 "


Anyway, im tired and have written alot, so will continue with this post tomorrow (today).

thanks,

Oscar.


P.S - I am looking to document on someone else's beast (see post 'an introduction') to, hopefully, further explain this love between man and machine. Please contact me at oscarhardwick-at-hotmail.co.uk Thanks.

An introduction

Hi,

Im Oscar, a 15 year old boy from the sunny side of the United Kingdom (although it must be said, not at the moment). I always thought about blogging, I just, never had anything to blog about. Now however I do, I recently was given a car by my uncle. Now, even I consider 15 a young age to be having a car, but, this doesnt stop me. I have had a passion for cars from... since my brain can be bothered to remember, From the age of 4 and onwards I have thought 24 hours a day, 7 days a week about cars, sometimes i can think myself to sleep on the subject of motorsport or a review I read on the Aston Martin DBS that i just refuse to agree with even though i havent driven nor seen the car myself. I think that to love cars to an obbsesive extent, is something that many people do, and, I dont personally think that its out of choice, I know for me it wasnt, I have to blame genetics, but thats for a later post or paragraph. For me, the love of cars has come with a mandatory case of loving motorsport (again... genetics get the blame) and with that comes an even greater extent of obsession, I am a huge fan of Formula 1 but and even greater fan of GT and Endurance Racing, my racing idols are Micheal shcumacher and Stefan Bellof, thats down to my generation and age ( not very much with stefan ). I myself do Go-Karting, and I would love for my "talent" to be discovered and for me to go into motor racing, and I beleive that it can and will happen, My mind is already wanting... or, contributing if you will to this desire/passion to drive... to race. I do not think like the average teenage boy which is in curves and girls, I think in bhp and apex's, and, I dont care if thats not normal, its a great thing, its great to be in tune with yourself and to know where you want to be... and where you want to be going.

Anyway... what i really should be introducing, is 'my beast' as it was so adequatly put by Eric Bana. Keeping with Bana breifly, he said that his XB falcon coupe was like a campfire, that had been burning his whole life keeping him and his friends together. Now, Its early days for me, I havent known this car for all that long, but theres something about getting a stunning car that has... considerable amounts of work doing to it, at the ripe old age of 15 that makes a car all that special, now, I know, that this car will produce a great deal of blood sweat and tears for me, but, i plan to keep it, drive it and most importantly... love it.

From what i gather its a kit car from the mid to late 80's, (or so I am now told), It is currently equiped with a seized up Mk.III cortina engine producing a mighty... 80 ish horsepower, which is quite a bit on 750 odd Kg... so dont mock... (much)

Anyway... for now i will leave you with some pictures of my beast, a 19(put year here)

Merlin 2 +2 (conversion) - 2.0L

I'll leave you today with a thought... having an obsession is like needing a constant flow of drugs, my obsission is cars, so i need alot of cars and speed and power in my life, do you have an obsession on that level?

thats all for today.

Oscar.