I'm the driver of two cars, one you probably never heard off, and the other you'd never consider as a performance machine. I have an 86 Crown Vic and a 73 Celica. I've converted the Crown Vic from a grandma car, to a track car, to a tow vehicle (with more kick than it should have). Neither have any huge amounts of power, just a respectable amount, and enough driveline and chassis work to make quite the impression.

I love working on my cars, and it's a good thing because I have a complex about trusting anyone's work on my own things, so I've never taken the car to anyone for anything (excluding the help of my father). The Crown Vic has been swapped to a 95 Mustang GT 5.0L HO, 2.5" dual exhaust with 1-5/8" Ceramic coated headers, TruCoil racing springs on all 4 corners, 3.55 rear with Detroit TruTrac posi, T5 5 speed manual with King Cobra clutch, upgraded front suspension for more adjust-ability and larger brakes, and lots more.

The Celica is a result of my life crisis, I bought a new car for the track. The previous owner treated this car as I have the Crown Vic. Upgraded suspension everywhere, 5 speed manual, built LCE race engine, accusump. and more. It's a blast to drive and quite a bit more peppy than the Vic thanks to it's 1400 less lbs.

Some would think a car like the Celica would pull me away from the Vic, but there is still something the Vic has that I just love. It's far more surprising. I went to a drift event a while ago, and was drifting the Celica, got a lot of compliments on it and questions about what it was. But the biggest impression was when I took the Vic out and everyone just seemed to pause while I went onto the course and laid out a good run in something that was expected to lay on its side. And when the crowd started to cheer at the end of my first run I realized I'd never be able to let my obsession with the Vic go. And so I am, the odd ball with two cars that couldn't be any more completely different.