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I can think of every reason not to get into another project car, but let's get real, common sense is overrated for an addict.

Just the other day, I was sitting around with a group of friends discussing our personal project cars; you know, the typical bench session elaborating on the highs, the lows, the good, the bad, and everything in between.

It was at that moment I realized one thing: I have more cars than I will ever have space for. While I've got a couple fingers past one hand's worth of cars, the real issue is having a place to keep them in a relatively close proximity. Instead, I have half at my home and the other half scattered all over Southern California. It's not ideal, but I'm OK with it.

Even still, my desire for a Tri-Five has come back with a vengeance—I just can't get it out of my mind. Of course, I've been scouring the local classifieds, reaching out to friends to see if they know of any for sale, and I even checked out eBay to get a general idea of what they're going for.

One prospect showed up in Utah, and I'm contemplating pulling the trigger on it. But then what? I really don't have a place to store it. Actually, store is a horrible word, since I want to build this as a daily driver. Then again, I really don't want to park a classic hot rod on the street with easy access.

My rational half is yelling at me to pull the brakes, grab a cup coffee, and let any idea of obtaining a Tri-Five filter out of my gray matter. At the same time, I've been having this internal argument with myself for years, so it's not like I'm being compulsive, right?

Obviously, I'm already rationalizing it, and the simple fact is, I'm addicted to cars. I dig cruisers, performance street machines, and quarter-mile door-slammers—and there's no changing that. I wonder if there's a category for folks like us in the DSM-IV.

In all seriousness, I firmly believe most enthusiasts go through this all the time. This is who we are, this is what we do, and this is the way we'll be until we're 6 feet under. Now, does anyone have a lead on an affordable '57? Come on, I had to ask.