love of cars dates back to helping my father at the ripe age
of 12. My dad, Jake, was in the military. I loved spending
time with him as much as possible as he was gone a lot during
my and my sisters' younger years. We had moved quite a bit
by the time I was 5. I recalled when we lived in California
he always had a car in the garage working on it.
In my early years he was gone TDY, aka Temporary Duty, most
of the time. He also served in Vietnam. When I was 8. we moved
to Tampa, Florida. This would become home. I decided that
in order to see my father, I would have to help him in the
garage. So I learned the tools of the garage, asked questions
about engines, and loved being in that environment. When it
was time to test out the engines, we would go down empty streets
at wonderful speeds. My grandfather, mom's dad, was also helpful
in this area. When I would ride with him, we would fly!
My first driving lesson was in an MG Midget. I don't recall
the year, but it was a red two-seater with tan interior. My
dad sold it and got a white MG with black leather seats and
it was a little larger. I would sit in the parking lot, after
he got home, and I would practice shifting through the gates...making
sure I had the clutch in at the right times!
I also grew-up riding on the back of motorcycles and horses.
My sister and I shared a helmet and I got dropped off at school
at least three-times a week. It was a little like flying!
Now my horse was my speed ticket. I grew up on air bases and
seeing jets every hour of the day, horses were the next best
thing to ground flying. My steed was a white Quarter-Arab
who could cut barrels with the best of them. I got him after
his retirement, but George (okay don't laugh) didn't know
he was retired! We would fly all over MacDill AFB and never
My first infatuation with a car was a Mustang (see the Equine
relation).I was 13 and she belonged to this hunky lifeguard
at the pool where I swam in the summers. I befriended the
guy, ditched my horse for street HP and he graciously employeed
me as an apprentice as he installed his stereo (I knew my
tools remember). I even drove the Mustang to the parking lot
on summer afternoons (all that practice paid off)! I can't
say that I separated the two...crush was on car and driver!
My next love affair was later that summer. I was 14 and I
saw the Datsun 280ZX for the first time! I was in Maryland
and this row of Z's went by with the parking lights on. I
asked my cousin Aaron what was that all about? He said, "It's
the D.C. Z club!" All guys driving, their ladies in the
passenger seats, and they were clean and sexy. I really wanted
one of those babies!!
Fast forward to married life and being stationed in Misawa,
Japan. As a couple we aquired a black '78 280ZX. Tan interior
and sleek, I couldn't ask for more! But it was traded shortly
after we found out I was with child. So I had to put my Z
dream on hold again.
In 1991 I moved to Florida and took up residence with my parents.
I was working as a Respiratory Therapist and being a single
parent. I saw the new 300ZX wide body! I was in love all over
again. I had a small child, very limited income, so test drives
were all I could afford. It was feed my baby or eat gasoline!
No contest...told the Z she'd have to wait.
Now it's 2003, I'm divorced, my baby is 14 and in love with
Nissan's Silvia. I have my sights set on getting a Bachelors
in Speech Communication with a minor in English so I can be
an editor one day!
My dream of owning a Z came true when I spied the new 2003
Chrome Silver in a K-Mart parking lot in in South Georgia.
There are few Z's here. so when this new creature was resting
quietly in her chilled-out state, I drove around her three
times trying to figure out what type of "Porsche"
it was! Then I saw the 350Z and Nissan...it clicked. I rushed
home, did a Google search and found my heart! I knew then
and there that she was mine.
The color choice of LeMans Sunset was a no brainer. My nickname
has ben Sunshine for quite sometime. It was my only choice.
My online handle of Shezzzhot came out of thin air as I logged
onto various websites. I figured it would get attention and
spoke volumes about how I felt on the subject of Z! My car
took on the title Shezhot when all three Z's wouldn't fit
on the plate!
I love to zoom in my babe. And even though this 2004 Enthusiast
model is my second 350Z, my first 2004 Performance model was
lost in a wreck, I respect the power, torque, and energy that
Z embodies. Mr. K has found a fan in this 40 year old youngster.
One day I may shake his hand...until then I'll hug the road
in pure Zexy style, Lustful Zaininess, and pure Love for my
350Z and the places she takes me.