My love for cars is definitely something I’ve gleaned from my dad. Since I was knee-high I remember his love for a mean machine. From his emerald green Audi in the 80s to his BMWs and Mercs that took him through the 90s until present day. His passion eventually led him to run his own motor spares shop for 30 years, only retiring last year. Easy to see now where my joy of cars comes from. Like the saying goes, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.