A MAN OF CONTRASTS
They say that you can judge a man by the car he drives and the way he drives. Well, my father was a man of contrasts. He is a full-fledged car racer, motorcycle aficionado, and car events organizer. He thrives on the adrenaline rush and speed in the race tracks. He loves the newest car models and their latest features. And he enjoys attending car shows and talking about cars endlessly.
Because of this, people think my dad that my dad has the typical devil may care attitude, cool, lenient, and all that. But the truth is, he is very old-fashioned and traditional when it comes to his family. He would not allow my brother to have his own motorcycle even when he had saved up enough cash from his jobs to be able to buy a second-hand one. When my siblings and I reached the legal age for driving, he made sure we got the best driver’s education. We have a family membership at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway and we spent hours and days practicing on the tracks. He would always lecture us about safe driving. And even when we got our licenses, we still had to follow my father’s rules on driving and observe our curfew. It gets frustrating especially for my brother who also wanted to try racing but my father would just tell him that he was not yet ready for it. We could continue practicing at Chuckwalla Valley Raceway anytime and that’s what we do for bonding as well. I have observed that my dad is different when he is on the race tracks. He becomes a different person as if all the cares and responsibilities are gone and he just allows himself to have a good time. That is why we love going to Chuckwalla Valley Raceway because we can all enjoy. That is the reason why I always say that my dad is a man of contrasts. He can be totally carefree on the tracks and overly concerned about his family when the race is over. Either way, I love my dad and I understand why he does these things – because he loves us too.