FOR BOTH
OF US.
Here's the part I don't usually say out loud. My grandfather was the father I never really had.
Twenty-seven years with Metro Nashville PD, a lot of them on a motorcycle. When he finally hung up the badge, he didn't stop working. He just did it out of the bed of a Ford, because that's all he ever drove. Ford man his whole life.
Alzheimer's took a lot from him at the end. It never took me. He used to say you're older a whole lot longer than you're young, and I get that now in a way I couldn't back then.
He's gone. And the truth is, I don't feel him out on a pull. I feel him afterward — in the driveway, rag in my hand, taking care of this thing the way he took care of us.
I didn't build a fast Ford by accident.
I built the one he would have wanted to drive.
It pulls like it shouldn't. It handles like it shouldn't. Nobody looks twice. That's the whole point.
Nashville born, Bay Area based. My partner and I run @curated_aspect, shooting builds, telling the stories behind them. Ours and other people's.
