When I was a wee little lad, I spent the day at my uncle Paul's house. He let me play records from his large collection while he worked on his motorcycle in the garage. When he was finished, he wanted to take the bike out for a test run and invited me to come along. I was SO excited, and a little scared, but he assured me we would be fine. We rode through the country-side with the wind whistling through our helmets. I won't say how fast we went, LOL, but during that ride he introduced me to a life long friend... Speed! An avid car guy was born that day. Thank you Paul! I will never forget you.