I have vivid memories of sitting on my dad's briefcase at the wheel of his dark green 68 Cougar, making motor noises while parked in the garage.
That was the only one of his hot cars I ever got to see...he'd sold the Chevelle and E-type by the time I was born. But he managed to make riding in even the gutless old carbureted Chevy Nova fun. And then there was off-roading in his K20 pickup in the middle-of-nodamnwhere central Utah. Nothing quite manages to scare driver-awareness into you like a vertical dropoff outside your window.
I was a car guy from the moment they cut my umbilical cord. I made motor noises before I talked. It's easy to see where the genes come from, but it helps to have some encouragement.
WDRacing wrote:My 2yr old brings 2 hotwheels cars with him everywhere he goes, I have miles of orange race track to go with.
We got my middle boy this when he was 3. I have to admit my wife picked it out though.

Holy s***! That's awesome!
If I ever have a kid, I'd like to pick up a junkyard engine (don't really care what kind), clean it up a bit, and then do a gradual tear-down and rebuild with him (or her). Visual V8s are neat, but nothing beats the real thing. Visual V8s don't care about lash and bearing fitment.