I know about crazy guys and cars. I've had the line of work for it. I've had the dad for it.
At one point in my early adolescence, my father held title on 18 cars, perhaps half of them running well enough to reliably complete a grocery store trip, and a third of them parked around the cul-de-sac adjacent to our house.
He's been trumped, and handily.
Now imagine a guy who saw The Cannonball Run—particularly the Lamborghini Countach featured therein—and decided "got to have one of those. I think I'll build it in my basement."
Behold: the from-scratch, TIG-welded, 10-years-in-the-making, blow-the-side-of-your-house-away-to-get-it-out Lamborghini Countach (click to follow for many more pictures):
That's just nuts. I have a big ol' man-crush on this guy.
Pause for a moment and love America with me.