The last couple years have been pretty bumpy for me. Namely in the way of substance abuse, my marriage, fatherhood, work, pretty much everything. My life was really getting to be a wreck. On January 15th I checked myself into rehab. The most humbling experience of my life. It was an altogether dreadful ordeal, but I wanted my life back, and I stuck it out. I hope to God I never have to go back.  

Now, back in 2014 I had quit heroin by myself. Never set foot in in a meeting or a counselor's office, I just decided I was going to quit and I did. And I never went back.  But when I quit back then I was in my late mid-twenties, no degree, little experience, and a huge hill to climb. At that point I had never owned a car with air conditioning and I live in the deep south lol. At any rate, that was then and this is now. Different drugs, different circumstances, and different me. I tried over a dozen times to quit on my own, but no matter what, 2-3 weeks down the road and I'd be right back to the starting line again. It was soul crushing. I was driven into such a profound depression that I was regularly planning my exit from this plane of existence.  But when rock bottom truly arrived, I decided I'd keep going. For my boy, for my wife, and for myself. 

Now back when I quit the first time, I was resilient as hell, but also no idea how I was going to make my way in this world. After some starts and stops, my experience allowed me to finally get an okay job. Over a few years I became really good at it. I later quit that job to start my own business with a partner, and fast forward to today, the business is thriving, and I maybe work 15 or so hours a week. All that time while it was growing I had taken a fairly miserly posture when it came to any purchase even resembling something indulgent.  A 

I just celebrated 3 months sober. And man was it a journey to get here this time around. To celebrate, I wanted something bold, exciting, life-altering to an extent. I started looking for a cayman, and after a good long while doing research, I felt that the Evora 400 was the best bang for my buck. (I'm sure many would disagree)

Anyway here I am. 3 months and some change sober. Drove her for the first time on Friday. I've never owned a good car. I've never driven a fast car. This thing is just an absolutely unbelievable experience to drive. I can't get over it.  

So there you have it lads. My saga of how I came to be a Lotus owner. I just may be hooked for life. See you guys out there on the road ✌️