Stevesmerc

Old, very old, body encapsulating a teenager still obsessed with cars. Intro to hot rods as observer than helper to shade tree mechanic building '36 Ford Coupe w/Nailhead Buick, ride shotgun as raced on partially completed interstate sections - the fever was set. A thousand
years later my restored classic big block Merc's glasspaks and doo wop playing XM radio reduces the requirement for "faster horses, older whiskey and younger women" although the speedometer dial indicates the potential for 100+ MPH . . . . . I evoke my rights under the 5th Amendment.