Back when we were kids there was no Wii, MyFace, or whatever the hell kids are into these days. The bicycle was the king of birthday presents, and the freedom of movement it provided is probably what turned us into car nuts in the first place. And yeah, we’d put our grubby little paws all over sweet rides just like this kid. We didn’t know any better, but it helped fuel our lust for fine automotive machinery. Decades later, boom, JNC!