When I was in high school in the early 90"s I was the default "car guy" in my group of peers. This is probably attributed to the fact that: 1) I loved cars and talked about them all of the time, and 2) I actually had a car. Most of my friends either used a second car that their family owned, or had no car at all. Luckily for me, before we got my Chevelle restored I had a 4-door '76 Nova to drive that was a hand-me-down from my older sister (and yes, being the softy that I am I still have that car as well).

My buddy John Osako was my perpetual co-pilot in high school and college. John did not have his own car, but it didn't really bug him that much. We were in most of the same activities in school, worked at the same place out of school, and were pretty much inseparable. In some ways we were kind of married, and as such we were always, repeat always, in the car together. We may also be the first people to be kicked out of a Washing High School doubles-tennis match for wearing hiking boots. Athletics was not our strong point, but if you joined the tennis team you were allowed to skip gym class and take Physics Class instead. Nerdy, indeed.