America has always had tinkerers, including just about any teenager who ever hot-rodded a Camaro.
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The American automobile has changed the habits of every member of modern society.
By the end of the 1950s, American cars were so reliable that their reliability went without saying even in car ads. Thousands of them bear testimony to this today, still running on the roads of Cuba though fueled with nationalized Venezuelan gasoline and maintained with spit and haywire.
We loved cars until the '70s or so. Then they became appliances. They turned into motorized cup holders. Most of it has to do with urban sprawl. What began as pleasure ends up in necessity, as so many things do.
I can use most of the tools that every American teenager can master. Maybe not all of them.
There are a lot of things to get seduced by in America.
Sometimes America gets tempted by the glitz and glamour.
I was a young boy. A stock car guy used to live across the street from us. He'd work on his car, and both of my older brothers became gearheads.
I am a pop culture person. And car people have clearly contributed to pop culture, which is how I knew about purple French tail lights and 30-inch fins without exactly knowing what they were.
Some of the country stuff in the past has been so polished - if you were a guy with a nice pair of jeans, a big belt buckle and nice hat, you were country.
I noticed the people who drove the nicest cars were all in the garment business.