This is related to cars, I promise. Bear with me.
A Proustian moment:
My senior year of high school, my friends and I didn’t go to prom. Instead, we spent the night in the shop of a shop owner we knew and:
- chopped up an E60 BMW M5 with an axe (it was totaled, don’t freak out)
- dropped a Mazda Protege5 we were turning into a racekor on a friend
- saved him from said Mazda
- put sport shocks/springs and a straight exhaust on an E30
This was on the radio, like, every fourth song, so every time I hear it, I think back to that night. There are very few things better than cars and good friends.
It’s my birthday. This is Domino. She’s the gift that keeps on giving.
Domino is 1 year old today, and still as much fun to drive and a pleasure to look at as the day I brought her home. Happy anniversary!










