At an early age my grandmother actually got my interest in motorcycles ignited. She was one bad Granny on her Harley Davidson Electra Glide, leather saddle bags and all. Later my Mother continued on and added the wonderful world of cars to my interests.
I think I pumped my first tank of gas at about age four. She took me to every car show that came around to either Tempe or Phoenix. Man, those were always some inspiring cars! I started to dream big!
Today I try to share my knowledge as freely as my Mom and Granny did. It's working for me so far. :^)
