What got me into cars was when I was like four or five, I liked to go along with my dad in his Grey Ford Ltd., I believe it was that. The ride in that car was awesome. Also I would get my toy cars and line them up in a "race". Then came my first set of wheels. It was not a car, but it was a bycicle. I would go as fast as I could and pretend I was a formula one racer. I would race the other kids on the block with my bycicle. I would watch car races and read car magazines, ang play Gran Turismo which just reinforced my passion for cars. What got you guys into cars?  

I grew up in Beaver, Utah, and my dad was always into cars,he owned a 70's camaro Z28, with a 350 (i think) in it. He taught me to drive a stickshift when i was 11 years old, and when i was 9 i would sit on his lap and steer up the long twisty road that led to our house. one day, when i was 13, my parents left for two days, and hired a babysitter who never came. i got really bored, and when i noticed the keys to my dad's camaro, still on the counter (they'd taken my mom's station wagon) i decided to take it for a thrill ride in the 8 acre dirt lot behind our house. dangerous, but worth every spanking i got. That was one hell of a fast car, and ever since then i've loved everything fast on four wheels.  

me, i got into it since i was like 1 or 2 years old, my parents told me that i would sit on the floor and play with a steering wheel from a car for hours on end. i think that's when it all started.  

Exactly what carscience said, except my dad never had an LTD.  He's into cars too, though, so I guess that's a big part of it.  

well carscience my mom had a blue 84 ltd , anyways when i was around 7 or 8 my dad showed me how to rebuild a briggs and stratton and we put it on a go kart frame .at that point the seed for speed was planted then around 12 or 13 he baought a 68 mustang i "helped" him rebuild a 427 and we slapped it in the stang totally rebuilt the whole car and used to go race it at the track he ended up selling it but again the seed grew and when i got my drivers license i bought a toyota pick up for 500 bucks fixed it up put rims and i painted it then wrecked it then i got a mazda protege sunk close to 20 grand in it and had it running low 13's then blew up the tranny the moral of the story when you have kids plant the same seed and keep the hobby going  

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me, i got into it since i was like 1 or 2 years old, my parents told me that i would sit on the floor and play with a steering wheel from a car for hours on end. i think that's when it all started.

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probably, it was kinda hard on my mom, lol.  

Um, TF&TF, duh.

No but honestly, when I found my Dad's collection of car magazines dating back through the seventies.  I'd go to the car index in the back of each issue and see which was the most expensive and which was the fastest 0-60.  I guess I expected each month to change, haha  

I always was interested in them since about 4 years old, when I knocked my parents' 84 Bronco out of Park and rolled it out onto the street. But I'd say the first time I became seriously interested in working on them was when Grant Turismo came out. Me and my friend played that game for hours and hours. We didn't even study for finals that year, we'd just go, take our tests, walk back to his house play some more, and take more tests.  

I always remembered loving cars.  I was a HUGE hot wheels fan lol.  But just like Kaonashi, Grand Turismo was what really got me into the actual art of driving and building a car.  I used to sleep over my friends house and play that game for hours on end.  That and the fact that I used to have a go-cart.  I did so much to that poor machine that it broke down like twice a year lol.  I always tried to fix it myself....good times.  

When my Parents came back from Spain, my Father brought back his Opel Kadett Rallye. Once he was here in New Jersey, he joined the SCCA and used to race it on the track.. my earliest memories where of sitting at the edge of the track watching him pass almost everything in that car's "class"

It does not help that his "slow opel" was actually a rally homogulation special.

He was also a Marine mechanic. He was the last engineer aboard the "flying saucer" a converted PT boat that used to carry 90 people out to sea and back at top speed. Boat used three engines, same as used on the B29... so it would do close to 100mph with 90 people aboard her.

I guess you could say speed was always around me  

I've always liked cars, it's just that my interest in them wasn't always as intense as it is now. My uncle the Caddy mechanic would give me rides as a child in his friend's C4 Corvette. I loved the sensation of speed and being pitched around in the seat in corners. He would also take me to hot-rod shows in his area. It was Gran Turismo 2 and the day I got my license, though, that got me interested in the technical aspects of cars. I wanted a musclecar at first, but they're WAAYYY too expensive. A friend took me for a ride in his older brother's FD, which is what got me hooked into compacts. It was these rides that got me interested, because as far as I can remember, my family never owned a performance car, only family cars. They still don't understand my obsession because I have no time or money to work on it, but I'm determined to make a nice, quick, fun tuner car.  

The first time my dad told me to get into the drivers seat because he wanted to go push (stuck in the snow), I knew id be hooked.

now that he's gone, its an addiction!  

Watching my dad wash and wax his cars.  

i think most of us had a go-kart and we tried to fix them i was a lucky kid because my dad was a machinist at the time and he ported the block for me it was the fastest go-kart on the block but when you're ten years old and your were burning up the yard you felt like king of the world like you said ,good times