I still can't get over it...car shows in February!
Back in Kentucky, Indiana and Ohio, the winter months meant there was snow on the ground and it was cold as hell whenever I tried to accomplish anything in the garage. Then again, winter represented downtime, a chance to take on the big projects without having anywhere to be that weekend.
Car shows, in general, are a great place to learn about and appreciate vehicles other than your own. Last night, I took the hotrod to a cruise-in in Apollo Beach. My girlfriend and I small-talked with a guy who owns a 1970 Marcos (Volvo inline 6-powered). We also ran into my friend who owns a hemi-powered '34 Ford coupe. Another attendee was there in his 1961 Corvette in Fawn Beige (my favorite color that year).
I love the old cars. Ever slowly walk alongside a 1951 Mercury with flawless black paint? Ever done a smokey burnout in a 1955 Chevy with a tunnel-rammed small block and a Muncie 4-speed (think American Graffiti)? If not, you're missing out. These cars represent transportation in more ways than one. They transport you to another place, another time.
What was your dad's first car? What did he pick your mom up in on their first date? What was your first car?
There's probably one just like it at a local car show.
Take the night off from watching TV and meet new people, make friends...and see old ones.