If you drive it a lot I’d say yes. Hard to see how someone could get attached to a car they only put a few thousand miles or so though.

 

I agree. The attachment seems to come after time and a lot of involvement with the car.

 

Isn’t it the other way around? Do our cars leave an impression on us? For me the answer is yes.

 

That may be exactly what happens.

 

Toys do not define me. My intelligence and integrity do (I hope). I just appreciate good workmanship when it comes to things. Different stroke for different folks.

One thing I do notice is that the more I get older, the more I stay out of discussion. If someone tell me 1+1=7 like in some other threads, he is right, and have fun

 

I agree with this and have thought the same. Our cars are inanimate, so they don't have any type of consciousness, like a being would need to have an impression left on them that they could convey to someone else, however WE project an impression that we feel we've left, or feel that someone else has left on a car.
I get very attached to my cars. Once I start modifying/working on them it becomes extremely difficult to impossible to let them go. On my Lotus I know every bolt that I've touched, had the clams off seen the guts of the car. Same thing with my BMW and now Gallardo. Would the next owner (if there ever was one) 'feel' that? Maybe? You would, I would, but I think it all depends on what type, or to what lever of 'car guy' you are.

 

Lee, you are right. You are defining an emotional attachment and I’d say this drives many ownership experiences… homes, special cars, favorite articles of clothing, even some investments such as stock in a company you poured your time and sweat into. Id further say this drives the desire to collect cars. It undoubtedly prevents some from selling some of these things when they probably should.

 

This reminds me of a story of a friend's grandpa in nursing home. The family sold his car without his consent because he couldn't drive anymore. Right after the car was gone, his health deteriorated to a point that he had trouble communicating. A car or any priced possessions can sometimes be part of soul. It's like horcrux.

 

You can have my Borealis Huracan when you pry it from my cold, dead hands.

Coincidence perhaps but this car was destined for me... The first time I saw it, it was on a sales listing a few years back. A year later I saw it randomly on a road trip, I heard a blip a distance away I knew right away it was an H I had to get ahead of the crowd, the odds of seeing it in that town, on that day, on that street was something special because it was my first time seeing a Borealis H. It drove by and gone a moment later out of sight, I told my GF I had to find it and she said no it's gone, I searched and found it after a while where it was parked. I admired it for a very long time and photographed all the angles, it became my screen display on my phone and computer. After analysing the pictures I matched it to the sale's ad. When it came for sale again I was the first caller. There was another thing I discovered after I bought it. Too many coincidence it was meant to be.

Christine found her match with the Devil?

 

You can have my Borealis Huracan when you pry it from my cold, dead hands.

Coincidence perhaps but this car was destined for me... The first time I saw it, it was on a sales listing a few years back. A year later I sawI understand exactly what it randomly on a road trip, I heard a blip a distance away I knew right away it was an H I had to get ahead of the crowd, the odds of seeing it in that town, on that day, on that street was something special because it was my first time seeing a Borealis H. It drove by and gone a moment later out of sight, I told my GF I had to find it and she said no it's gone, I searched and found it after a while where it was parked. I admired it for a very long time and photographed all the angles, it became my screen display on my phone and computer. After analysing the pictures I matched it to the sale's ad. When it came for sale again I was the first caller. There was another thing I discovered after I bought it. Too many coincidence it was meant to be.

Christine found her match with the Devil?


View attachment 339399


View attachment 339402



View attachment 339401
[/QU

You can have my Borealis Huracan when you pry it from my cold, dead hands.

Coincidence perhaps but this car was destined for me... The first time I saw it, it was on a sales listing a few years back. A year later I saw it randomly on a road trip, I heard a blip a distance away I knew right away it was an H I had to get ahead of the crowd, the odds of seeing it in that town, on that day, on that street was something special because it was my first time seeing a Borealis H. It drove by and gone a moment later out of sight, I told my GF I had to find it and she said no it's gone, I searched and found it after a while where it was parked. I admired it for a very long time and photographed all the angles, it became my screen display on my phone and computer. After analysing the pictures I matched it to the sale's ad. When it came for sale again I was the first caller. There was another thing I discovered after I bought it. Too many coincidence it was meant to be.

Christine found her match with the Devil?


View attachment 339399


View attachment 339402



View attachment 339401

I understand completely what you mean. This happens to me all the time. We have actually developed a life and business philosophy around it. We call it THE RIVER. There seems to be some inexplicable force taking us toward a direction in our lives. When you fight it and try to go upstream or ignore it and follow another path, things seem to always turn out poorly. When I follow the River, life goes great and I am verry successful. It has been right 100% of the time so now we always follow the course we are being led down regardless if it seems logical. I am a firm believer in Occams Razor but there have been so many examples of coincidence being so astronomically impossible that you start to realize the world may not be as we see it. Our true understanding of time and space is infantile at best. We dont even understand consciousness nor how the human brain really works. Why do we feel love when we just need to procreate. Why dp we feel sad when there is a dead animal on the road that we know nothing about? What really happens when we die? We see ourselves as modern man. 500 years from now we will be seen as cave man and 1000 years from now both us and the 500 year in the future man will be seen as ancient and ignorant. In Physics, there is no real arrow of time. It is something created by man. Maybe yesterday, today and tomorrow all exist simultaneously. Whenever I visit a battleship or old car museum, there a very strange sensation that I experience. It seems to be much more than just inanimate objects. Walking on a new or near new ship does not give me the same sensation. Neither does a new car. Sitting in old cars, especially those unrestored or near original seems to create some kind of bridge to the past. Maybe time is imprinted on the object passing through it. Why are so many people drawn to the past ? Antiques, old cars, old movies. Is it just nostalgia or something more? In Theoretical physics, time travel is completely possible. At some point in the future, we may learn how to move through it and gain an understanding we lack now. Our connecction to thee cars may be as much the era and time of the car as the car itself.

 

I’ve never actually sold any car I own, which is why I try to be careful in what I buy since I’ll likely own it forever. No real plan to sell the Huracan.

 

I know this sounds strange but I wonder if we leave a little of ourselves on our cars.

I hope not. The guy I bought my car from was kind of a dick.

 

This reminds me of a story of a friend's grandpa in nursing home. The family sold his car without his consent because he couldn't drive anymore. Right after the car was gone, his health deteriorated to a point that he had trouble communicating. A car or any priced possessions can sometimes be part of soul. It's like horcrux.

I have heard lots of stories like that. Maybe there is more connection than we realize. Why do people married many years usually die within months of each other? That is very well documented.

I agree with this and have thought the same. Our cars are inanimate, so they don't have any type of consciousness, like a being would need to have an impression left on them that they could convey to someone else, however WE project an impression that we feel we've left, or feel that someone else has left on a car.
I get very attached to my cars. Once I start modifying/working on them it becomes extremely difficult to impossible to let them go. On my Lotus I know every bolt that I've touched, had the clams off seen the guts of the car. Same thing with my BMW and now Gallardo. Would the next owner (if there ever was one) 'feel' that? Maybe? You would, I would, but I think it all depends on what type, or to what lever of 'car guy' you are.

I am the same way. I have intimate knowledge of every system on the jalpa. Motor, electrical, suspension, brakes, etc. I cant imagine selling it. We had a Hummer H2 that was my wifes that we bought new. Raised the kids riding in it. Lots of memeories. We gave to my daughter when she turned 16. We had a strong attachment to the car. When we bought her a new car for graduation , we let an employee drive it for a year. He turned out to be a liar and thief. We took the car back after that. Funny thing was after his possession, no one wanted anything to do with the car. Almost like it was infected with bad JUJU. We sold it at auction.

 

In a sense. How you take care of the car does leave your mark on the car. Being an inanimate object I don't gives names to the car nor think there is a after life in which my cars will drive up to me and gun there engines welcoming the lord of the stable into the new dimension.

 

The other "Christine" coincidence, I found out this morning while doing research unknowingly I walked by and parked my car about 200' away from it this summer.

I don't give cars names but I hope it is not jealous like in the movie. ⚰

 

In many ways, our cars become an extension of ourselves, representing our lifestyle, personality, and sometimes even our values or beliefs.

 

The other "Christine" coincidence, I found out this morning while doing research unknowingly I walked by and parked my car about 200' away from it this summer.

I don't give cars names but I hope it is not jealous like in the movie. ⚰
[/QUO

Absolutely! There's a unique bond that forms between us and our cars, especially when we invest time and effort into them. It's like we leave a bit of our essence in the memories created during road trips, late-night repairs, or that victorious moment after a total rebuild. And wandering through old junkyards or museums, like those with battleships, amplifies that connection as we sense the history and stories embedded in those machines. It's not about being high; it's about appreciating the intangible link we share with the vehicles that have been part of our journey.

It is the same for me. Maybe everyone does not feel it. I know I get a very strong sensation in old warships and submarines. I have also had a strong connection with some cars. Maybe a little of the history gets imbedded in the material of the thing that passed through that time. Our understanding of physics keeps getting rewritten every 100 years or. By definition either Relativity or Quantum theory are wrong. Even Einstein searched for a unified field theory until he died. He realized that both were probably flawed. There have been many latter day attempts to explain the theory of everything. All are flawed or require made up things like Dark matter to explain their deficiencies. There are many well documented inexplicable things in this world. They are "impossible" by modern science but exist nonetheless. 600 years ago the earth was flat. 500 years ago bacteria were unknown. 400 years ago we were not even a country.300 years ago , horse and buggy were modern.Two hundred years ago if man was meant to fly he should have wings. One hundred years ago computors did not exist and most houses did not even have electricity. Assuming we know everything about the world is arrogant at best and ignorant at least. We really dont understand matter, the human brain, time or reality. There could be anything happening and we just dont know how to observe or measure it. In 1800 if you told someone there were invisble waves that could carry voices over huge distances, you would be considered a quack.. If thinking outside the box makes you a quack. Then quack, quack. We will never discover the true way the world works unless we question everything . Lee

 

when i took both my diablos apart, i was always fascinated with what was left behind by the craftsman that built it. All the interior parts were marked with a piece of tape showing the last 5 of the VIN. There were other artifacts - a cigarette butt, a napkin, a pencil, other things I left behind...probably on purpose.

So when i put the car back together, I left a few artifacts of my own, that will hopefully be uncovered and create the same level of intrigue when the next carer taken takes it apart.

 

So you left a bottle of Clorox for the next mechanic?

 

the prior owner of my diablo left these in the car for me...i would say he left his impression.

 

Sledge. They may not want the used condom.

 

Funny stuff. I made the condom joke before I saw the post of what he left behind. We should all start leaving behind funny things for our new owners to find. Sledge you may have started a tradition.
I found things in the Jalpa as well. All these cars were hand built back then.

 

the prior owner of my diablo left these in the car for me...i would say he left his impression.



View attachment 339590

Funny stuff. I made the condom joke before I saw the post of what he left behind. We should all start leaving behind funny things for our new owners to find. Sledge you may have started a tradition.
I found things in the Jalpa as well. All these cars were hand built back then.

I might have to drop a large cubic zirconia diamond under the seat . Let someone think they hit the jackpot.

 

There was a very faked youtube vid of a guy finding a ring and letter tucked under a panel behind the seat of maybe a gallardo? Might have been linked here, I saw it a few years ago I want to say. Pretty funny, more so that he faked it in the way he did. DId a bit of searching but can't find it....maybe he took it down.

 

I’ve heard of Testarossas and Countahes many years later having baggies of cocaine found behind door panels. I suppose that’s the way things were in the 80s.

 

They came that way from the factory