I grew up with a dad who not-so-secretly thought he could be a race car driver. He loved engines, fixing them, driving them and watching others drive them very fast. So, of course, I loved them too and grew up driving with a little bit race car and learn tall the tricks to make temperamental machines do as they were told. My dad's been gone nearly 10 years and I'm a city dwelling bus catcher, but this book brought all those memories back. Just for a moment my dad lived again. Thanks Shane.