You
think the primary purpose of wings is to PREVENT flight.
You
feel compelled on a road trip to beat your previous best time.
You
are happiest when your street car's tires are worn to racing depth (wear bars showing)
When
something falls off of your car, you wonder how much weight you just saved.
You
change engine oil every other week
Your
email address refers to your race car rather than to you.
You've
paid $4.50 a gallon for gas without complaining.
You
buy new parts because you don't know where you put the spares.
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!
You
look at the purchase of tools as a long term investment.
Your
garage holds more cars than your house has bedrooms.
You
have enough spare parts to build another car.
More
than one racer supply house 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!"
If
you can't remember when you last worked on weekdays and rested on weekends.
You're
registered for wedding gifts at Summit and Jegs.
People
know you by your car not your name.
You
plan your wedding around the race schedule
You
astound the clerk at Sears by bringing in a snapped breaker bar every other week or so.
You
remember the dates and details of every race you've ever been in, but can't remember your
wife's birthday.
You
hate long distance driving, but you will gladly drive 800 miles to the race track.
You
think that traction control and ABS are for those who can't drive.
You
save broken car parts as "mementos".
You've
found your lawn mower runs pretty good on 108 octane gas (but doesn't particularly care
for alcohol).
Instead
of pictures in your wallet, you have timeslips
You
would choose a roll bar over air conditioning if it were an option.
You
consider the redline a "conservative suggestion"
You
regularly test your rev limiter