COMING UP IN 1.06 | Master Yoda said, “Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering.” If you’ve ever had a vehicle totaled in an accident, you can see how it can quickly lead to the Dark Side.
You pure, straight hate the other guy. You’re furious at how your hopes and dreams have been hobbled in an instant by some inattentive ass completely undeserving of a license. You want that person to suffer. Even years later, it’s easy to channel the negative energy, tapping into for the right words to introduce a story preview on the website.
Being gearheads, many of us swallow the sadness, relegate once prized possessions to mere scrap heaps, buy them back from the insurance company, and begin picking through the ashes for anything salvageable. As we part out the mangled remains, the hatred and rage comes in waves. We fear we may never have it as good as we did before that fateful moment and someone has taken it all away from us.
Now imagine you were pulling mad overtime at work, fell asleep at the wheel, rolled your machine multiple times, and broke your friggin’ neck. There’s nobody to blame but yourself, and the clock is ticking if you’re going to salvage anything of value from the crumpled shell that only days ago was your pride and joy.
MEET NICHOLE DECKER
I can only imagine the fear, the doubt, the self-loathing she has known on her automotive journey. She was that overworked gearhead who fell asleep on the way home, rolled the car, and broke her neck. With nobody to blame but herself, Nichole did what any legit gearhead would do. She took care of business. She made arrangements to get the car home and, as soon as she was physically capable, she was in the garage.
“I went outside – all drugged up, halo on – determined not to stop with the car. My boyfriend helped me pull the head since I couldn’t really do any heavy lifting. I sent the car to the junkyard with one bolt in the head. No rods or pistons. (Saved my Eagles and Wisecos.) No turbo. The transmission was hanging by a single bolt.”
A month later, still nursing a broken neck, Nichole took a road trip to pick up her next machine – a 1998 Eclipse GSX – another DSM. It was bone stock, save the blown 16G turbo. “Nothing was stopping me from buying this car,” she tells me. “I showed up with cash in hand.” Time – and an exciting new project – heal all wounds.
WHAT WE TALK ABOUT
Nichole’s story is striking in a number of ways. I mean. She broke her neck and STILL parted out the car. This is a really good story. Here’s what we talked about.
- what this car means to her
- why she was turning wrenches with a broken neck
- what she does for a living
- how her parents were gearheads
- why her goals for the GSX are what they are
Her car is far from done, but aren’t they all? Subscribe to Gearbox Magazine to get the full story next week in issue 1.06