I have a pretty good instinct. I use my intuition all of the time. You might say it's rather muscular from all of the exercise it gets. And something tells me that there are a few of you out there that are hiding something. You have a little secret that you're hiding from the rest of us.
You know who you are. You're the people who stand in the conversation circles listening to everyone else's bantering about this and that, not saying anything, and knowing full well that what you're hiding would immediately draw the spotlight to your little corner of the circle. Perhaps you're uncomfortable with attention. Maybe you would be embarrassed if your secret got out - or maybe not. Maybe you're just being selfish!
What am I talking about, you ask? CARS! Rare cars to be specific! You are hiding these mechanical wonders in various locations, tucked away from prying eyes and curious minds. Squirreled away from the rest of the world, you have selfishly hidden your passions from the rest of us who share that same passion but are otherwise financially stifled preventing us from sharing in your love of ownership of some of the greatest wonders to come out of the Industrial Revolution.
Some of us cut our teeth on stories recounted by our fathers about automobiles that came from previous eras. The colorful memories they shared with us fueled our dreams that someday we might just be fortunate enough to merely stand in the presence of such glorious machines.
I know you have them too. Because every once in a while as I'm wallowing in the misery of driving my '98 Honda Accord and nursing its failing transmission down the freeway, one of you blows past me in a flurry of bright chrome and perfectly polished six-layer deep metallic flake paint. I swear that I can almost smell coach leather with its contrasting stitching in the air wafting behind your car's low drag coefficient bodywork as you pass me with your windows down and your face bearing that ridiculously satisfied grin.
So to all of you who fit into this caste I present a challenge. SHARE! Yes, that old principle that your mother screamed at you from the time you first came in contact with another child who wanted to play with your toys still has effect in your lives today. Share those magnificent wonders that you're hiding away with the rest of us who have only heard of them in fairy-tale like stories.
If you have a rare Cadillac, Ford, Ferrari, Lotus, Mercedes-Benz, or whatever the case may be, bring it out into the sunlight and let it breathe for a while so the rest of us can fulfill our dreams of actually claiming that we've "seen one" when we recap the event to our posterity. Give the rest of us the opportunity to soak in the ethereal bliss that you've enjoyed each time you sneak into the driver's seat and fire up those petrol-guzzling trophies. I can assure you you'll feel better about yourselves!
