A Need For Speed

Have you ever sat and watched "man TV" on Spike or the Speed Network? Gearz, Extreme Trucks, even British import shows like Top Gear are showing other men how to build or fix their very own cars. According to these shows you can learn how to "do it all youself" or make your car "run faster then the speed of light." At this very moment average joes are sitting at home in their boxer shorts thinking to themselves "wow I can replace my breaks just like that guy did." (Like that's a safe idea?! Why go to a PROFESSIONAL when you can just fix that tiny little hole in the break line all by myself?!).

Now if your guy is watching these shows and not attempting to fix his own, then maybe he is just mezmerized by pretty colors and loud noises. If you choose to join him when watching these shows you too can pick up a few tid-bits. Some day the term carborator or header will just become a part of your natural vocabulary. You may even catch yourself listening to the roar of a souped up engine when you are on the street. Just don't ever let him catch you doing it, then you are in for a 12 hour Top Gear marathon for sure.

I have this theory that the way a man treats his car is the same way he will treat his woman. Some say you can look at the relationship between a man and his mother to find out the same thing but I find this notion debatable.

Now don't get me wrong. I would settle for a really shiny metro card if a guy can't afford a car, BUT if he does have a car, well the way he treats it is a tell tale sign of what is to come, trust me.

Some things to keep in mind: Is his car clean? Does he wash and wax it? Does he take pride in his car when he is out on the town? Maybe it is the ugliest car on the block but he keeps it around because it's super dependable and runs like a dream... How does he drive the car? Does he like to go too fast, perhaps even recklessly so? Or does he ease into it pushing the car little by little testing its' limits.

I once went on a date with this guy who thought it was cool to show me how fast his SUV could go over the snow drifts. Um.. no.. me dying in your vehicle doesn't show me you're cool, it just shows me you don't actually care about my well being. SIGNS I TELL YA!!!

Little did I know that I would meet a guy who I guess you could say cares about his car..a little bit.. (wink, wink) And awesome for me when I earned points on our first date by commenting on the beauty of his car. I mean it is a truly spectacular piece of machinery, being I have no true knowledge of cars, please just take my word for it.

Who would have known that I would later commit the cardinal sin!! LEANING ON THE CAR for a photo that would one day become infamous because damn -- it musta been love if he didn't shoot me dead in the street for doing so...

Now mind you with the good does come the bad..I mean you want him to care for his car, but no one likes to be smothered. Don't worry, we all adjust... Soon you learn to carry flip flops in your purse when you start making treks across town..or even at the mall or supermarket..because the perfect parking spot (on the corner, with no shopping carts for miles) was found and you know your heels just wont make the journey. And g-d forbid the beloved vehicle starts to make an odd clanking sound and you drive around for hours and hours determining just what that sound may or may not be..

But just as he sits there trying so hard to figure out what the gosh darn sound IS he will sit there and listen to you ramble on and on and on about the latest episode of the Bachelorette or how you really really need him to become a follower on your blog so you know someone out there is listening to what you have to say...and when he finally solves that clanking sound maybe you won't think sitting threw an episode of Extreme Trucks is such a waste of time..
You do want a guy around who can figure things out on his own right?