As the old saying goes, we all start somewhere. The lucky ones get to wrench with their uncle, or some other form of role model from the time they’re knee high, and adopt whatever rare, mint condition, chick magnet their mentor had when they were a teen. For those of us unlucky enough to live in reality, if we want a nice car, we build it. And since they don’t teach Hot Rod 101 class in elementary school, finishing your car is a harsh lesson in trial and error. Julian Cordova, J.Co to his friends, of Hughson, CA, was never a Honda guy. But when he first got his license, he needed a car, and beggars can’t be choosers. “I was into mini trucks and all that stuff, but I needed a car. My brother had a really clean EK and a junky EF. I took the EF.” Julian couldn’t complain, it drove, and it beat walking. After driving his civic with a frown for months, the influence of Julian’s brother and close friends started to rub off on him, and a soft spot grew for his little neglected hatch.
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