Mid-life “crisis”: as emphatically not-a-car-guy, I am possessed of a desire to build a car. This is facially absurd. I don’t possess the necessary skills, don’t have a garage to store a partially-constructed vehicle, and definitely don’t have the time or funds to spend on such a venture.
I’m not building a fiberglass facsimile of an ‘89 MR2. But I kinda want to. Maybe make the lines just a touch sharper - and the cabin a touch bigger to accommodate my height better…
No. Silly. Frivolous. Nope.
