I suspect that many of our readers are vintage truck owners who enjoy seeing how other owners fix up their custom trucks. I also suspect that some of these same truck owners are simply car guys who've added a vintage truck to their motor stable in order to have the practical use of a half ton to haul parts, building materials and appliances. I confess-I'm a truck lover who added pickups to my stable of rides after a series of coupes and roadsters had been my preferred playthings. But I quickly learned that trucks are equally as much fun and satisfying to own. Now, I doubt I'll ever be without one or more trucks in my garage. I say one or more for the following reasons:
Like many vintage vehicle owners, I own a late-model Chevy Silverado, and that's my daily driver. It has a balanced V-8 engine with Edelbrock's Multi-Port EFI and tubular headers. Yes, there are 20-inch wheels under the fenders and a 200-amp Pioneer AM/FM/CD stereo that'll drown out any rap or hip-hop music that tries to compete with my favorite tunes. And, I haul engine and chassis parts and even the cab of my '40 in (or on) the covered 1/2-ton bed. But, as my home has taken on a used-car-lot look, I'm forced to stand up and say, "Hi, my name is Rich, and I'm a car and truck addict!" I feel a compulsion to pull over when I spot a For Sale sign in a car or truck. Most of my friends are also car/truck addicts-we naturally enable each other to maintain this addiction. It's not uncommon to support the sound logic of owning 6, 8, 10, or even more vehicles, all at one time. Insurance companies and the DMV understandably love us. Unfortunately, our neighbors tend to regard us with disgust because we always have far too many cars or trucks parked at the curb in front of our homes. God forbid some neighbor's visitors borrow our precious parking space for more than a few minutes; things can get ugly in a hurry.
It's easy to rationalize our hobby vehicles as low-risk investments, not to mention much-needed transportation-especially in the L.A. freeway maze. Also, how do you put a price on the fun of spending hours and hours at rod-run events with other addicts discussing the details of building and owning a vintage piece?
On the positive side, our car and truck addictions keep us at home and in the garage. At least our wives (or girlfriends for the single guys) know where we are and whom we're with. Worse afflictions than car/truck lust have a history of creating greater problems for married couples.
Last year I eliminated two well-worn, high-mileage vehicles from my stable. But lately, I've been feeling the need to purchase another fun driver to replace the little roadster that went down the road the previous year. Do I need another vintage vehicle? To borrow a presidential phrase, it depends precisely on what the meaning of "need" is.
Fortunately, I don't purchase my rides to impress the neighbors. Nor do I feel the need to purchase vehicles simply to keep up with the Joneses. What I want is to enjoy the time I spend driving each day by piloting something that's as much fun to drive as possible. If our daily driving experience is simply getting from one place to another, I feel that we're in danger of wasting the precious (and often considerable) time we spend behind the wheel. Enjoying getting from place to place with a custom classic truck or whatever vehicle turns your fun meter on, is quite frankly at the core of this addiction (may we call it a fascination) with cars and trucks.
I suspect many readers will understand how this driving fun is enhanced by a little behind-the-wheel variety from time to time. I'm not the originator of the phrase, "variety is the spice of life", nor do I subscribe to this philosophy in all things. However, I do feel a little driving variety is one easy way to make the daily work commute a little more tolerable. (Anyone agree with me? Or are these thoughts simply the delusional ramblings of a car/truck junkie?)