Just a quick post in celebration of having my R35 back after my recent transmission woes. I've said it before that the R35 is my favorite GT-R (yes, it knocked the R34 down to second after it came out) and it's absolutely true that nothing reminds you how much you love something than unexpectedly losing it.
It may have just been a temporary separation but I sorely missed my baby and every time I saw a sporty car on the road it just reminded me of her absence. I know that sounds so melodramatic but I'm sure any fellow automotive enthusiast can relate to being passionate about a particular car or cars.
My wallet may have taken a big thrashing but damn, it was worth it!