Who Am I?

More about me!

I always loved code (..even when it took me 2 decades to start the process..), but hey, I mean better late then never, right?

Far from code, I love cars and bikes. Driving and / or riding always give me that sense of control and freedom. I infact drive whatever the case, happy or sad, stressed or relaxed, with friends or with no one as a backpack or on my side. It's something that makes me feel alive to be honest, and when life hits hard, a steering mechanism, gas pedal, and wheels can bring back that sense of control.

I started my cars journey since I was a very young kid. My father used to read newspapers everydays and gt new ones every Friday, and those newspapers always had car ads on them, and what i would do is take the newspapers he no longer needs, bring out my scissors and glue, and find absolutely any ad about a car, cut it out, and stick it onto my door closet from the inside. My toys as well, they were all car-related toys. From RC cars to figure cars, Hot Wheels or those cars you buy from Al-Hussein Toys.

In my house-hold, being an Arab, we have that "Aladdin-style carpet" in each possible room (except the bathrooms tho... nasty smells if water drops on them...). Anyways, I remember loving them, and the bigger they are, the more I love them. Wanna know why? They were "my small city", where the table in the center acts a "Car Hub", (not a garage because those tables were too big when comparing them to my toy cars), any ways, and that carpet had border lines to the ends of them, where to me, they appeared more as a road and a sidewalk. Now, with table in the center, and the "road and sidewalks", this carpet was a small city of cars, and I would bring absolutely any toy car I have, but it must fit in between the borderlines, and play for hours and hours, and enjoy every single minute. Good days man, good days..

Later on in life, I started the big biy toys, where I would "borrowTook the car without permission." my fathers car and drive in the neighborhood and then took it to the highway.

Motorcycles too where something I rode as a kid. We lived in a bouggie neighborhood, and in that neighborhood, we had a guy who would use a Suzuki Swish 125 to transport inside the neighborhood and clean other cars. What I would do is take my school allowance before sunrise and offer him to take the bike for that allownace, and that guy would agree. I don't remember how many times I did this, I just remember the last time I rode it was when I was parking infront of him and dropped it as I was hopping off, and that was the last time I rode that bike.

Also as a kid, I found my appretiation for code, and as a kid, I used to play with the terminal code color, switching between green and red and yellow and so on, but as I grew up, I stopped thinking about code or computers, and was mainy busy being a "teen through puberty phases".