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When it comes to American Muscle Cars, you have your 3 big names: GM, Dodge, and Ford. Then you can break it down to the variety of models made by each: The Camaro, Trans-Am, Charger, ‘Cuda, and then you have the Mustang. From person to person you’ll find differences in where these names rank on a list. I’m not sure when it happened, or why, but before John was enjoying a “casual” drive in one at an airport runway, before Sean was dropping an RB motor in one, before Memphis was boosting one, the Mustang was always my go-to choice for the best muscle car.
(Bonus points if you can name the movies.)
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There’s a love/hate relationship I have with writing, as with most of my hobbies at this point. I love how sometimes things just click and I know exactly what I’m going to write about when I finish up with the feature shoot, but most of the time I put it off to the end. By this point I’ve stared at these cars for countless hours, zoomed in at over 200% in Photoshop making sure pixels that nobody else but myself might even care to think about are “perfect”. And then I sit down and I start replaying things in my head that the owners and I talked about, picking up little snippets of a conversation that can snowball into something bigger – something that I hope ties into everything and most importantly, is relatable. That’s my process so far, is there a better way? Definitely. Will I learn? Big ol’ “nah”.
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Towards the end of 2020 I knew I wanted to get things started here again. The year was weird and honestly you don’t need me here to remind you that it was. But as I was mindlessly scrolling through Instagram seeing a few local cars pop up, I realized sometimes what we all need is a break from what was happening around us. That is what this hobby does for so many of us; it’s not a way to push things aside and forget about the bigger stuff, often times it’s the very thing that helps us clear our heads so we can tackle the bigger things. Whether you get this feeling from hanging out in a garage with friends, prepping your car for a weekend on the track – or in my case, loading up the little gear I have now to get some photographs of a local vehicle and shooting the shit with the owner – sometimes, a good hobby is all you need. 

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