Someone once asked me where my love for cars started and how I'm able to write a story about them like they're more than inanimate tons of steel. It was a question that left me startled, because in my head, I was born with car keys in my hand and I'd like to believe that I drove myself home days after I was cleared to leave the hospital. The truth is, I can no longer remember. I do recall that the very first 1:18 scale model car my parents gave me was a Lamborghini Countach. It was a present for graduating kindergarten with honors, or at least that's how I'd like to remember it.