After getting called out by name
I guess I should add a few comments.
I'm a member of nearly 200 groups on FaceBook, the vast majority of which are car related in general and heavily favor Mopars. For more than ten years I have participated a lot here and on FABO and Garage Journal, and Moparts, the Viper Club of America, Motortopia and a few others to a lesser extent. Powder coating forums lost their appeal to me many moons ago -- I don't enjoy watching the blind lead the blind and frankly have little time to teach the world to sing if ya get my drift.
Billy and I met in a Car Chat called Ford vs. Chevy on AOL way back in 1999. He lived near New Orleans and I was in SoCal. Two of few Mopar fans amongst hundreds of nightly enthusiasts, we eventually started typing. I'd had my Barracuda eight years by then; being my first resto, his years of experience building cars was very helpful and we discovered we had a lot in common. Our first phone call in 2001 lasted five hours.
I quit my tenured law firm job in 2003 after my daughter turned 18 and was heading off to school. I rented a U-Haul car trailer, packed my crap and hit the road to Louisiana. I was sick of California, the only things keeping me there were irrelevant, and I figured it was a 50/50 shot whether Billy would work out. If he turned out to be a dick I could just jump in that big F350 and continue my trip somewhere else. My second day there we built the 340 I brought with me that's in my car. (See my story from yesterday in the Does Your Wife Help With Your Car? thread.)
It's been over 15 years since. We never married and never will by mutual agreement.
These days he spends most of his time working on personal car and bike projects, and my *** is in the shop keeping the bills paid. I haven't worked on my own car in a couple years (exhaust is still in a box from ... 2010
) but I love what I do keeping all of you guys beautified. He lost interest in the business in 2009 -- rather build a whole car than just a couple random parts -- but sometimes blasts stuff if I ask or appear stressed. Tonight he even surprised me by cooking supper!!
Summing up, car chicks ARE out there and more are getting converted every day. Look at all the lady commentators, racers and builders now versus just a few short decades ago when the NHRA laughed at Shirley Muldowney. Vic Edelbrock's daughters run his company now. Ever see Kimmy? She's a knockout and the CEO of Aerospace Components. Courtney Hansen is a legend in her own right. All of them were single at one time and I believe more than one still is.
If you're a lush look in bars, if you're religious look at church, and if you're a car guy go to more events. But I believe when you stop actively looking for her, that's when she will find YOU. And she'll knock your socks off and suggest ya help her rebuild that POS 383 in her Charger next weekend.
Have faith grasshopper.