My family is very much a vehicle family. I’m weirdly proud that my mom was resourceful and rebellious enough that she earned some of her college money by street racing – in the 60s. Back when women could be either a teacher or a nurse. My dad can do just about anything mechanically and electrically, as can my brother. My brother has a restored Mustang he takes to local amateur races and he’s drag raced his car in high school. He also loves off-roading. I only got my mom’s lead foot and love of driving. My idea of car repair begins with “Daaaaaaad!” But when my brother came to town on a business trip and decided to stay a couple of extra days to visit me, the very first thing I thought of was: Rent a dune buggy and hit the sand! He was most definitely on-board for that, and I think a bit surprised that I came up with something so perfect for him to...