> * You think the primary purpose of wings is to PREVENT flight. > > * You take your helmet along when you go to buy new eyeglasses or > check out cars. > > * You are happiest when your street car's tires are worn to racing > depth and the wear bars are showing. > > * When something falls off of your car, you wonder how much weight you > just saved. > > * Your email address refers to your race car rather than to you. > > * You've paid $4.00 a gallon for gas without complaining. > > * You bought a race car before buying a house. > > * You bought a race car before buying furniture for the new house. > > * You're looking for a tow vehicle and still haven't bought furniture! > > > * The requirements you give your real estate agent are (in order of > importance): > 1) 8 car climate controlled garage with an attached shop. > 2) Outside parking for 6 cars, a motor home, a crew cab dually, a 28' > enclosed trailer and a 34' 5th wheel. > 3) 3 phase 220V outlets in the garage for your welder. > 4) A grease pit. > 5) Deaf neighbors. > 6) Some sort of house with a working toilet & shower on the property - > or - > hookups for the motor home. > > * You sit in your race car in a dark garage and make car noises and > shift and practice your heel and toe, while waiting for your motor to > get > back from the machine shop. > > * You have enough spare parts to build another car. > > * More than one racer supply store recognizes your voice and greets > you by name when you call. > > * You think the last line of the Star Spangled banner is: "Racers > start your engines!" > > * People know you by your class, car number, and car color. > > * You astound the clerk at Sears by bringing in a snapped breaker bar > every other week or so. > > * Your family brings the couch into the garage to spend time with you. > > > * A neighbor asks if you have any oil, to which you query, "Synthetic > or organic?" and they reply, "Vegetable or corn." > > * You enjoy driving in the rain on the way to work. > > * You always want to change something on your street car to make it > handle better. > > * You've tried to convince your wife you needed that flow bench to fix > the air filter on her station wagon. > > * You save broken car parts as "momentos". > > * You've found your lawnmower runs pretty good on 108 octane gas (but > doesn't particularly care for alcohol). > > * The local police and state highway patrol have a picture of your car > taped to their dashboard. > > * Instead of pictures in your wallet, you have time slips. > > * You quote your street tire wear life in weeks rather than miles. > > * After you tell your wife where you'd like to go on vacation she > answers: "Why...is there a race there?" > > * You know at least three 1-800 numbers to aftermarket parts houses by > heart. > > * You are on a first-name basis with owners of every local speed shop. > > > * You want to take apart and rebuild things, even though they are not > broken. > > * You have the monetary equivalent of a lunar rocket invested in it, > but your car still won't cut a good light or run the number. > > * You own a vehicle that has at least 500 horsepower more than when it > came out of Detroit. > > * You look for hi-po cars in the movies and try to guess what engine > size, tire size, and whether or not it has nitrous in it. > > * You are the type of person who goes postal when you have to sit in a > traffic jam for more than five minutes, yet you can spend five hours > in the > staging lanes. > > * Every stoplight becomes a practice tree to test your ability to tree > the guy in the other lane's eyes out. > > * You wash your car like it was your firstborn child, you tend to its > needs like it was your own body, you protect it like it's your family, > then > you drive it like you stole it. > > * You understand racing is a way of life, not just a means of > transportation.