This is a story I actually love sharing, and recently shared it with some co-workers for the first time in a long time.
Ever since I was in high school ('91-'94) I had a strong love for the NSX. It was the summer of 1998 and I was working in Las Colinas, TX. Everyday to and front work, I would take a long stretch of NW Hwy/Loop12 and I would say to myself everyday "If I had an NSX, I would punch it right here until I hit the exit". And as I drove, everyday, in my brand new Acura Integra GSR, I would punch it right there on that very strip.
One night I was on my way home which took me through downtown Las Colinas, before it met up with NW Hwy. I was sitting at a light and a red NSX perpendicular to me pulled out, heading the same direction as the light turned green for me.
I didn't ride the guy (not yet :tongue: ) but I could tell he had some aftermarket work done. I pulled next to him (or tried) as we hit NW Hwy, again heading the same direction, and he floored it. I caught up to him seconds later (after he slowed down :wink: )
I motioned for him to roll his window down and he did. I told him I was trying to come up with a design for the "next" NSX and if he had a second, could I ask him a few questions. He agreed and we both pulled into a Waffle House. We both got out and I pulled out my drawings...we looked at them and he answered a few questions.. then he started asking me about my car and how he almost bought one himself because of how cool the GSR was. I had no intentions of asking for a ride in his car or anything.. but then he asked me, "Have you ever driven an NSX before?" I said that I had not. He then held his hand up, keys dangling, waiting for me to put my hand out to catch them. So of course I did
This was it, this was my moment..finally, and no one would ever believe me. Was I dreaming or what?!! I had studied everything about the cars, outside and inside, I just knew the NSX like the back of my hand. As I looked around the interior, the owner of the vehicle was talking to me about
ramps or something. So with my in depth familiarity with the NSX, I went to turn on the headlights.... except I hit the wipers instead :redface: Seconds later the engine was humming behind me as I went to pull out of the Waffle House. As I turned I heard a "
ccrrrrrrrrrtttt" :frown: OOppps.. ahhh.. "ramps" it made sense now.. watch out for the ground clearance, take ramps at an angle... got it. LOL :biggrin:
I took a left, and then another left at the light that was almost immediate. But the next light was red and there we sat... and guess what... we were on that SAME STRETCH OF ROAD THAT EVERYDAY I said if I had an NSX....
To add to it, no lie, a green Mitsu 3k VR4 pulled up next to us and revved us at the light. Now,....this was not my NSX and I was not about to walk some dude in someone elses car. So the light turned green and I eased into it.. the VR-4 started messing with us... the owner of the NSX looked at me and asked this exact question: "What are you waiting for? Punch it" And so I did just that... no sound has ever hit my ears as sweet as the sound of that NSX engine with headers/exhaust right behind my body as we walked the VR-4 (it let off pretty quickly into it).
So my first drive in the NSX was literally a dream come true, given the conditions that I had imagined everyday to and from work. I never forgot that day, and I was equally as fortunate with another NSX owner a few years later when I moved to Michigan. Just recently I sent the guy from Las Colinas an email, reminding him of that day and how I have never forgotten, and how this is finally my year (I never forgot his name... why would I?).
Below was his response:
Jhae,
You made my day! Thanks for your kind words.
Last week, one of my co-workers let me drive his Porsche Carrera 4s and I think he may be letting me take his Ferrari 360 for a spin. I suppose when in comes down to it, there is just something special about cars that makes me smile. I no longer have my NSX, but I still think about it on beautiful days. I’m glad I did not wait to buy it. I’m 42 now, and I still consider myself lucky for doing it when I did.
I remember meeting you and being impressed by your demeanor. I think great people just have a way of carrying themselves. I have every confidence in you getting your own! Best wishes.