- You consider spending as much on a gearbox as you could on an entire VW, Ford, or Honda rally car
- Your wife encourages you to use a cracked Shelby for a garden hose reel
- You replace the "Charbroil" emblem on your grille with a "SAAB" emblem
- Stig Blomqvist signed the sun visor in your EMS
- Everybody else thinks your skidplate is overkill, you think it's not enough
- You consider generating tables and graphs of gear ratios a good use of your time at work because you're practicing your engineering skills
- You use the word "yump" in (what you consider to be) normal conversation
- You take scrap polycarbonate, aluminum, and stainless steel sheets home from work because you know you'll have a use for them
- You co-drive for a rally car that isn't a SAAB and people still think your name is Luke
- You brag about cracking a Soccerball and your friends know what you're talking about
- You encourage your boss to buy you Computational Fluid Dynamics software because you know you could put it to good use designing a header or intake
- You look through your dresser and have a hard time finding a T-shirt that doesn't say "SAAB" on it and a harder time finding one that doesn't have an oil stain on it
- You have a picture of Eric Carlsson grabbing your girlfriend's boob

-Saab, +rallyista: you mortgage your soul so you can travel to another country and beat your body for 7 days while dodging kangaroos and every sharp spiny poisionous creature in the world....and cannot think of a better way to tour a new country.

...When you have more fear of wrecking your race car while driving to work, than when your bouncing sideways through muddy ruts at a RallyX.

- Quality time with your girlfriend involves dragging a Saab transmission up the hill of a junkyard
with a seatbelt.
- You spend 3 weeks researching aluminum casting to cast a gear box..for the stand you
welded....to hold the engine youre building
- 75% of the space on your computer is taken up by pictures of you working on your car
- Your "vacations" are planned around going to pick up a saab from another state

- you have boxes and boxes of old Saab shit that you think you might need some day.
- you take a photo of Erik Carlsson snuggling up against your girlfriend and you are happy with the image.
- a boxed A arm with flanged holes is sexy looking.
- you spend 2 hour moving everything around to get your 99t garage queen out, install a baby seat,take your family to a Saab bbq (with free food) for 2 hours, and then putting all the crap back...

You can't stop laughing at this thread because you recognize each and every one of these!


john

.......The local SAAB specilist AND main dealer ring you for advice / parts !

.......Random people put notes through your mail box offering you old/broken SAABs because of the state of your front yard !!

- You have a place in your garage where you "proudly" display everything you've broken on your racecar.

- That place has a cutesy name. (e.g. "Wall of Shame", "Rafter of Disaster")

- You know for a fact that a trailer can be drifted.

.........Your dinning table centre piece is a candle holder made from pistons out of a detonated engine

(pics to follow!)

sweedspeeduk wrote:.......The local SAAB specilist AND main dealer ring you for advice / parts !

.......Random people put notes through your mail box offering you old/broken SAABs because of the state of your front yard !!

I've had both of these

Stephan's comment about the trailer reminded me of one:

- You come home from work on a snowy night and perform a perfect Scandinavian Flick as you turn onto your road (as you normally do) only to realize you're not driving your SAAB but a Ford E350 Diesel

...........You consider cad plated nuts and bolts a more than acceptable replacements for cuff links for a court appearance!!!!!!!

(me this morning )

-You bought your first 99, only to promptly tear it completely apart to build into a "racing" 99 3 weeks after discovering this forum.
-You actually worry that the first time you meet The Luke in person, you will blurt out something embarassing
-In the photo of Erica out behind the Compound, you wonder why she didn't go find a work bench to set the spring compressor on to get it up higher to work on.... rather than looking at her ass.
-You are constantly being informed of yet MORE things that you need to start stockpiling to keep your cars alive
-Your reliable DD is NOT a brand new Japanese car (for a multitude of reasons, including but not limited to knee-jerk reactions of "eeeeEEEEEEEWWWWwwwwww!!!!!")

- You entered the Concourse d'SAAB at one of the SOC's with a dirty 900 with peeling clearcoat and a dead bird stuck in the grille

I can answer that question about the spring compressor on the workbench but if you saw the inside of Charlie's shop you'd understand...

- you freak out the little old lady parking her '75 CombiCoupe at the grocery store
- you give the thumbs up to little old ladies driving their C900s