What's your defining moment you became a pistonhead?
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What specific moment do you guys remember?
The first time I though 'hang on these are good fun' was when my dads Old shape (D reg I think) V8 range rover was playing up.
I was about 10yrs old and he was attempting to fix something. I was told, don't let the revs drop below 2k as it would stall so just sit in it, don't touch anything apart from the accelerator and rev it whilst I go in the house to grab some tools.
He came back 5 mins later, I had a massive grin on my face having revved the nuts off it... That's the day I became a car enthusiast! That V8 sounded amazing back in the day.
So what's your story?
The first time I though 'hang on these are good fun' was when my dads Old shape (D reg I think) V8 range rover was playing up.
I was about 10yrs old and he was attempting to fix something. I was told, don't let the revs drop below 2k as it would stall so just sit in it, don't touch anything apart from the accelerator and rev it whilst I go in the house to grab some tools.
He came back 5 mins later, I had a massive grin on my face having revved the nuts off it... That's the day I became a car enthusiast! That V8 sounded amazing back in the day.
So what's your story?
I was about 6 or 7 at the time - 3 key moments that turned me:
First, my dad having to apply a dab of oppo in our Mk5 Cortina when caught out my split oil/diesel on a wet roundabout.
Second, my mates dad had a brown Rover P6 V8 - we pulled away from the lights sedately in first, and then he lit up the rears in 2nd gear leaving a proper number 11.
Thirdly, going to Rye House to try go-karting. I loved it.
First, my dad having to apply a dab of oppo in our Mk5 Cortina when caught out my split oil/diesel on a wet roundabout.
Second, my mates dad had a brown Rover P6 V8 - we pulled away from the lights sedately in first, and then he lit up the rears in 2nd gear leaving a proper number 11.
Thirdly, going to Rye House to try go-karting. I loved it.
There's never been one defining moment, I was always most comfortable travelling in the car, by the time I could speak I was identifying them, and once I could read I was reading everything and anything about them, all the while regurgitation facts and figures about any interesting car and even many non-interesting ones!
It's never left and I can honestly say that I'll be dead before i'm disinterested, much like my old man
It's never left and I can honestly say that I'll be dead before i'm disinterested, much like my old man
OP said pistonhead not pisshead 
Standing in the front garden waiting for my dad to come home from work - the main road went past our garden but he had to go further up to turn off to the road that led into the estate.
The main road was a national and he would always drop a cog and showboat past at silly speeds (or at least it seemed like it to a very young me) in his X suffix reg Volvo 240gle.
The noise of the engine, the whoosh as he went past, and the big grin as he pulled onto the drive ignited my passion for anything with an engine
The main road was a national and he would always drop a cog and showboat past at silly speeds (or at least it seemed like it to a very young me) in his X suffix reg Volvo 240gle.
The noise of the engine, the whoosh as he went past, and the big grin as he pulled onto the drive ignited my passion for anything with an engine
Edited by wiliferus on Wednesday 10th September 18:37
When my dad chased two camouflaged cars (that turned out to be FIAT Cromas) along the winding, tunnelled stretch of the then new Autostrada A26 in his (white) Audi Quattro, so that I could a picture of them The two test drivers took off like maniacs.
Much later I discovered that legendary spyshot photographer Hans Lehman was also driving around in a white Quattro at the time....!
Can even remember it was a Kodak disc camera I was using....
The two test drivers took off like maniacs.Much later I discovered that legendary spyshot photographer Hans Lehman was also driving around in a white Quattro at the time....!
Can even remember it was a Kodak disc camera I was using....
Edited by r11co on Wednesday 10th September 19:56
Mine was a Ford Capri too. My uncle took me for a spin in his Mk 1 1600GT and I thought it was fantastic, much faster than the Cortina my dad had and utterly brilliant in every way.
Uncle Tom always had a Ford catalogue or two about the house and by this time they were into the Mk 2 in black and gold JPS colours. God, I wanted one of those cars.
Years later, I got to drive my dream car, a 3 litre Mk 2 in black and gold, just like the one in the catalogue.
It was s
t.
Uncle Tom now drives a Hyundai I20.
Uncle Tom always had a Ford catalogue or two about the house and by this time they were into the Mk 2 in black and gold JPS colours. God, I wanted one of those cars.
Years later, I got to drive my dream car, a 3 litre Mk 2 in black and gold, just like the one in the catalogue.
It was s
t.Uncle Tom now drives a Hyundai I20.
Jasandjules said:
DanielSan said:
Honestly no idea, always liked cars since before I can remember.
Pretty much this. Cars and planes adorned my childhood bedroom walls.When I convinced myself it was a very good idea to shove one of these into my daily drive http://www.partsworldperformance.com/ls3-376-525-v...
I think since birth because my dad was always into cars, planes, bikes and anything with an engine.
3 memories stick with me.
1. My dad adding a wiper motor to my little pedal car thingy to power it, same weekend I discovered handbrake turns on that thing. My mother was less amused,
2. Exiting a junction when we lived in Germany, I was about 6, we had a Datsun Sunny (in green) and my dad went very sideways. He looked over at me to see what I thought, I was grinning like and idiot and at that point he did the same.
3. Visting a Ford showroom when I was about 11 or 12 with my uncle. He was trading his Capri 2.8i for an Escort RS Turbo. My and my cousin playing in the Escort cabriolet which was also the reason I had a droptop of some sort for the last 7 years.
If you can be exited by a Datsun Sunny and old Ford Escorts then it's safe to say you are a PH'er. Half my family are into anything fast with wheels or wings so I stood no chance really.
3 memories stick with me.
1. My dad adding a wiper motor to my little pedal car thingy to power it, same weekend I discovered handbrake turns on that thing. My mother was less amused,
2. Exiting a junction when we lived in Germany, I was about 6, we had a Datsun Sunny (in green) and my dad went very sideways. He looked over at me to see what I thought, I was grinning like and idiot and at that point he did the same.
3. Visting a Ford showroom when I was about 11 or 12 with my uncle. He was trading his Capri 2.8i for an Escort RS Turbo. My and my cousin playing in the Escort cabriolet which was also the reason I had a droptop of some sort for the last 7 years.
If you can be exited by a Datsun Sunny and old Ford Escorts then it's safe to say you are a PH'er. Half my family are into anything fast with wheels or wings so I stood no chance really.
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