The BitterSweet Years of 2003-2004: Euphoria of the car-fates

"Cruelty, thy name is woman..." 
- A Shakespeare quote modified by me


Back in 2003, it was my 3rd year in college and it was my first year of owning and driving a 240sx: A bone stock, "super-black" 1991 SE model coupe that was clean inside and out. Definite upgrade from my previous ride which was an old, faded silver 1985 200sx hatchback (still loved nonetheless since it was my first car). I was not actually racing at that point because I didn't really know there were driving events such as autocross or track days along with the new sport of drifting that was blowing up here in the U.S. at the time.

Things seemed like they were going in a good direction: College life, fun/debaucherous roommates and a new-used car that happened to be a 240sx. Only thing that was missing to complete the whole thing: The girl. 

- My first S13 back in 2003-

And that girl did come along in the spring of 03' and when she did, I thought things were actually going to be complete for once- Finally had a smart, beautiful girl riding shotgun with me in my car plus she liked it too.   But alas, it was not meant to be as she only came into my life for but a brief moment and then was gone. And I really, really liked this girl...I even uttered the 4-letter terrible, deathly, got-you-by-the-ballsack word to her too. Geez, did I ever fall on my sword for her...

So like any good romance novel that's remembered, there was no happy ending unfortunately: I ended up being the one with the broken heart and a 240sx to show for it. Victory? Actually not- later that December I ended up totaling that black 240sx SO, talk about insult to my already injured heart.. Scroll down below to see the aftermath (WARNING: may cause excessive cringing and twisting of the face)...

- Heartbreak.-

- Head-on collision with a Maxima...thank god we both survived -

Now I bet most guys have this same story of how they got into which hobby, occupation, whatevers but I think few would actually openly admit it, much less talk about it at length which I am doing right now.  

SO when I look back at the many years I've been grip racing and drifting, I sometimes wonder and think about how exactly I got into it....Was it because of some other friend who was doing it or a flyer I happened to see or online posting/announcement or peer induced ridicule?

It was none of those. When I think back, it was because of that certain girl AND it was not because of her but because of what she did:  She broke my heart for the very first time.

First-time heartbreak just plain SUCKS. This one for me was like I was "kicked-to-the-curb" and left for dead...didn't want to feel bad but couldn't help it. The scar she left cut deep- so deep that it will stay with me for the rest of my life.  I can always forgive her but I can never forget what she did.

Maybe if she didn't break my heart, I would have been with her and would have never gotten into racing cars, much less doing it with my 240sx. So those of you who do know me personally, you can thank her for helping me get into racing/drifting.

But enough of my philosophical and sappy love talk. As much as this is a blog about my activities racing cars and its relation to life, love is linked in with all of this. So instead of having the possible love of my life with a girl, I ended up having one love of my life with racing cars.  That other thing concerning a "special lady" still has yet to be fulfilled.

Hey guys and gals, it's all relative.

At least there was some redemption:

- 2004: My 2nd and current 240sx AND first year of autocross and racing -

This 240sx/S13 was the "Sweet" to the "Bitter" that happened in the years of 2003-2004.  

I will never forget it.