Chances are, if you picked up this magazine, you already have it. If you don’t, you most likely soon will. With both genetic and heritable trains identified already, many of us acquired it either from a family member like a dad, grandfather, or uncle or a neighborhood friend with a tool box and a crowded garage. Try as many of us might to overcome the condition, the stark reality is that it is typically carried to the grave, with the host paying dearly in terms of time, finances, and other resources all in the name of symptom management. Referred to in medical journals as gearheadia performancia hemoautomotivus, which translated literally means “high performance auto in the blood,” most refer to it simply as “The Bug.”
This is the story of one of its victims—due to federal patient privacy regulations, a sufferer we will refer to simply as “JT.” If the car looks or sounds familiar, it’s
because he’s the very same JT you’ve read regularly in our Shop Talk column right here in RPM.
JT got The Bug early in life, and he places the blame on the shoulders of his father and brother. “My dad was a master craftsman. He did it all, from cars, fabricating, HVAC and wiring, to plumbing, carpentry, and even taxidermy. If it was broken, he could fix it, and early in my childhood, he was extremely strict and demanded I watched him fix everything he was working on, especially cars” JT said….. Read more of this article. Just click on the digital feature below this introduction.
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