One of the best things about being in the car hobby are the friends you make along the way. I’ve met people from all walks of life, both rich and poor and at the end of the day we all have one thing in common – we all love our cars. Not too long ago a good buddy formed the New York Motor Club. It consisted of a group of like minded guys who got up super early on a Sunday morning for the sole purpose of ripping up the roads in upstate New York. We’d drive, stop to bullshit for awhile, drive some more and then grab breakfast at some greasy spoon. By 11 am our driving time was done and we’d head home, but from about 5am-9:30am on most Sunday mornings in upstate New York, the roads belonged to us.