Very simple. NFS Carbon. I’m loving all the Toyota’s in that picture btw!
I guess It all have started when I was one. We have went to a dealership with my parents and I have gotten in to one of the cars there and didn’t wanted to get out and we have just bought it. From then it probably all comes from my dad. He isn’t a car guy but he likes to drive fast and overtake. I have always played with little cars. I used to sit in my parents cars and pretending to drive them making strange noises.(Sorry for bad english but it’s secondary language )
i really dont know how it happened..i can remember when i was 5 years old i was able to recognize every car i saw on the streets, later i got more and more interested and here i am, 20yrs old studying in technical university and working in auto service :)
It began in the D. Long story short
Not sure exactly how it started. Probably hot wheels/matchbox cars. Then I liked collecting die cast models and seeing the detail. I remember always getting down on my hands and knees to see whether a car was front or rear wheel drive when I was a kid. Haha.
Then video games happened like Gran Turismo and Need for Speed. Then I got obsessed.
It started when I was 2 years old. I couldn’t name all the colors properly but I was able to recognize most car brands. I don’t remember this but my parents told me they were amazed the day I sat at the window and suddenly started pointing at a Volvo that drove by shouting ‘vovvo vovvo’. Apparently my granddad learned me to recognize them because he thought it would be funny.
Well I just liked them from birth and used to draw cars on the father’s day card
… It happened as soon as the nurse put me in my first baby cot on the day I was manufactured … And I heard that beautiful V8 calling out to me … I finally found out what life was . … Still being in diapers … . #petrolHead <3
When I was about 5 and a half and my dad replaced a green rusty DAF 66 SL with a marcos gt coupe v8 kit car and i didnt think much of cars but then when i turned 10 i got an unhealthy obsession of sneaking into the garage opening the door of the marcos and sit in there for hours Ooops
My dad always took me to car shows and talked about them with me. In our spare time we would watch Overhaulin’ and other car shows and for my first car, me and him rebuilt a 1980 RX-7 that had been sitting in the garage for 20 years. He planned on making it a project car for my sister and him but she “didn’t want a manual”… whatever that means…
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Very simple. NFS Carbon. I’m loving all the Toyota’s in that picture btw!
I guess It all have started when I was one. We have went to a dealership with my parents and I have gotten in to one of the cars there and didn’t wanted to get out and we have just bought it. From then it probably all comes from my dad. He isn’t a car guy but he likes to drive fast and overtake. I have always played with little cars. I used to sit in my parents cars and pretending to drive them making strange noises.(Sorry for bad english but it’s secondary language )
i really dont know how it happened..i can remember when i was 5 years old i was able to recognize every car i saw on the streets, later i got more and more interested and here i am, 20yrs old studying in technical university and working in auto service :)
It began in the D. Long story short
Not sure exactly how it started. Probably hot wheels/matchbox cars. Then I liked collecting die cast models and seeing the detail.
I remember always getting down on my hands and knees to see whether a car was front or rear wheel drive when I was a kid. Haha.
Then video games happened like Gran Turismo and Need for Speed. Then I got obsessed.
It started when I was 2 years old. I couldn’t name all the colors properly but I was able to recognize most car brands. I don’t remember this but my parents told me they were amazed the day I sat at the window and suddenly started pointing at a Volvo that drove by shouting ‘vovvo vovvo’. Apparently my granddad learned me to recognize them because he thought it would be funny.
Well I just liked them from birth and used to draw cars on the father’s day card
… It happened as soon as the nurse put me in my first baby cot on the day I was manufactured … And I heard that beautiful V8 calling out to me … I finally found out what life was . … Still being in diapers … . #petrolHead <3
When I was about 5 and a half and my dad replaced a green rusty DAF 66 SL with a marcos gt coupe v8 kit car and i didnt think much of cars but then when i turned 10 i got an unhealthy obsession of sneaking into the garage opening the door of the marcos and sit in there for hours Ooops
My dad always took me to car shows and talked about them with me. In our spare time we would watch Overhaulin’ and other car shows and for my first car, me and him rebuilt a 1980 RX-7 that had been sitting in the garage for 20 years. He planned on making it a project car for my sister and him but she “didn’t want a manual”… whatever that means…