You Know Your obsessed with your S when...
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*You know you're obsessed when you post on S2KI, at work and home.
*You know you're obsessed when you take a class on defensive parking techniques.
*You know you're obsessed when you start teaching new S owners on defensive parking techniques.
*You know you're obsessed when you decide against dealer maintenance and perform it yourself, even though the dealers have ASE certified techs and you can't tell a phillips from a flathead, but you want to "know that it's being done right".
*You know you're obsessed when you get a clear bra installed but then also buy a regular bra because you don't want your clear bra damaged by rock chips.
*You know you're obsessed when you've actually considered applying a clear bra on the entire car.
*You know you're obsessed when you think of patenting the idea (aka the Car Condom).
*You know you're obsessed when you start rating parking spaces on a grade of 1-10 and won't settle for anything less than a 9.
*You know you're obsessed when you ride the bus to work when it rains instead of driving because you don't want your S getting wet.
*You know you're obsessed when you buy a 6MT even though you don't know how to drive one.
*You know you're obsessed when you have pictures of your car in your family album.
*You know you're obsessed when you spend more time on the net reading about your car than actually driving it.
*You know you're obsessed when you have to park your S where you can see it or else you can't enjoy your dinner.
*You know you're obsessed when you have your wife get a table at the restaurant as you keep an eye on the valet parking your S.
*You know you're even more obsessed when you follow that valet as he's parking your S.
*You know you're really obsessed when you take the keys away from that valet after he parks and try to charge him for driving your car.
*You know you're obsessed when you wish you had enough money to buy two different colors of your car.
*You know you're obsessed when you drive during rush hour "to relax".
*You know you're obsessed when the teenage workers at the food mart secretly call you their "little helper" for corralling the loose shopping carts.
*You know you're obsessed when you videotape yourself driving so that you can actually enjoy the view of your ride from the outside.
*You know you're obsessed when your wife makes a bigger deal out of finding Honda brochures under your pillow than the stack of porn under the bed.
*You know you're obsessed when you download the S2000 manual off the net so that you can read it before your S arrives.
*You know you're even more obsessed when you also download the navigation manual and your car won't even have Navi.
*You know you're obsessed when you understand how the shipping process works and can track your S from the factory to the dealer.
*You know you're obsessed when you wash your S more than 3 times a week, after all, a normal S owner only washes their ride twice a week.
*You know you're obsessed when you find yourself washing/waxing your car after midnight.
*You know you're obsessed when you open the garage door to check on your car before you go to sleep at night.
*You know you're obsessed when showing pictures of your car to strangers on a car forum make you feel complete.
*You know you're obsessed when you suddenly become single (never noticing that she moved out all of her things), and the explanation is that you love your cars more than your woman, and you respond that it's not true, I love you more than the silver one.
*You know you're obsessed when you view pictures of those cars and you feel complete, despite the fact that those stock cars look like every other car you've seen.
*You know you're obsessed when you go to car meets to see the exact same stock cars that you could see at an Honda dealership.
*You know you're obsessed when you buy your car out of state just so that you can drive it home.
*You know you're obsessed when you think of buying a beater so that you don't have to expose your S to ding prone parking lot.
*You know you're obsessed when you give a thumbs up to other S2000 drivers.
*You know you're obsessed when your ride spends more time in the shop being modded than actually in your garage.
*You know you're obsessed when you have to drive 1 pass through a lot to check out all possible spots before parking
You know you're wife is obsessed when she doesn't mind.
*You know you're obsessed when you park extremely far away from your building, uphill, backed in to the end spot of a row, in a spot where you can see your S from where you work.
*You know you're obsessed when you go back out during lunch to move your car even farther if someone has parked a couple of stalls away from you.
*You know you're obsessed when you get a sick feeling in your stomach when you see another car parked next to you.
*You know you're obsessed when that feeling turns into giddyness when you find out it's another S.
*You know you're obsessed when you try to avoid using your brakes and engine brake instead so that you get less brake dust on your wheels.
*You know you're obsessed when you're a S2000 enthusiast and you don't even have a driver's license.
*You know you're obsessed when you go to the dealer to check out other people's cars.
You know you're obsessed when your shortcut to work involves cutting through the BMW dealer parking lot to show off your S.
*You know you're obsessed when you walk away from your car backwards after you park so that you can admire it.
*You know you need therapy when you end up tripping and falling down on your azz but instead of getting up, you sit there to admire your S from this new enlightening angle.
*You know you're a true S2000 owner when all of the above applied to you at one time or another.
*You know you're obsessed when you take a class on defensive parking techniques.
*You know you're obsessed when you start teaching new S owners on defensive parking techniques.
*You know you're obsessed when you decide against dealer maintenance and perform it yourself, even though the dealers have ASE certified techs and you can't tell a phillips from a flathead, but you want to "know that it's being done right".
*You know you're obsessed when you get a clear bra installed but then also buy a regular bra because you don't want your clear bra damaged by rock chips.
*You know you're obsessed when you've actually considered applying a clear bra on the entire car.
*You know you're obsessed when you think of patenting the idea (aka the Car Condom).
*You know you're obsessed when you start rating parking spaces on a grade of 1-10 and won't settle for anything less than a 9.
*You know you're obsessed when you ride the bus to work when it rains instead of driving because you don't want your S getting wet.
*You know you're obsessed when you buy a 6MT even though you don't know how to drive one.
*You know you're obsessed when you have pictures of your car in your family album.
*You know you're obsessed when you spend more time on the net reading about your car than actually driving it.
*You know you're obsessed when you have to park your S where you can see it or else you can't enjoy your dinner.
*You know you're obsessed when you have your wife get a table at the restaurant as you keep an eye on the valet parking your S.
*You know you're even more obsessed when you follow that valet as he's parking your S.
*You know you're really obsessed when you take the keys away from that valet after he parks and try to charge him for driving your car.
*You know you're obsessed when you wish you had enough money to buy two different colors of your car.
*You know you're obsessed when you drive during rush hour "to relax".
*You know you're obsessed when the teenage workers at the food mart secretly call you their "little helper" for corralling the loose shopping carts.
*You know you're obsessed when you videotape yourself driving so that you can actually enjoy the view of your ride from the outside.
*You know you're obsessed when your wife makes a bigger deal out of finding Honda brochures under your pillow than the stack of porn under the bed.
*You know you're obsessed when you download the S2000 manual off the net so that you can read it before your S arrives.
*You know you're even more obsessed when you also download the navigation manual and your car won't even have Navi.
*You know you're obsessed when you understand how the shipping process works and can track your S from the factory to the dealer.
*You know you're obsessed when you wash your S more than 3 times a week, after all, a normal S owner only washes their ride twice a week.
*You know you're obsessed when you find yourself washing/waxing your car after midnight.
*You know you're obsessed when you open the garage door to check on your car before you go to sleep at night.
*You know you're obsessed when showing pictures of your car to strangers on a car forum make you feel complete.
*You know you're obsessed when you suddenly become single (never noticing that she moved out all of her things), and the explanation is that you love your cars more than your woman, and you respond that it's not true, I love you more than the silver one.
*You know you're obsessed when you view pictures of those cars and you feel complete, despite the fact that those stock cars look like every other car you've seen.
*You know you're obsessed when you go to car meets to see the exact same stock cars that you could see at an Honda dealership.
*You know you're obsessed when you buy your car out of state just so that you can drive it home.
*You know you're obsessed when you think of buying a beater so that you don't have to expose your S to ding prone parking lot.
*You know you're obsessed when you give a thumbs up to other S2000 drivers.
*You know you're obsessed when your ride spends more time in the shop being modded than actually in your garage.
*You know you're obsessed when you have to drive 1 pass through a lot to check out all possible spots before parking
You know you're wife is obsessed when she doesn't mind.
*You know you're obsessed when you park extremely far away from your building, uphill, backed in to the end spot of a row, in a spot where you can see your S from where you work.
*You know you're obsessed when you go back out during lunch to move your car even farther if someone has parked a couple of stalls away from you.
*You know you're obsessed when you get a sick feeling in your stomach when you see another car parked next to you.
*You know you're obsessed when that feeling turns into giddyness when you find out it's another S.
*You know you're obsessed when you try to avoid using your brakes and engine brake instead so that you get less brake dust on your wheels.
*You know you're obsessed when you're a S2000 enthusiast and you don't even have a driver's license.
*You know you're obsessed when you go to the dealer to check out other people's cars.
You know you're obsessed when your shortcut to work involves cutting through the BMW dealer parking lot to show off your S.
*You know you're obsessed when you walk away from your car backwards after you park so that you can admire it.
*You know you need therapy when you end up tripping and falling down on your azz but instead of getting up, you sit there to admire your S from this new enlightening angle.
*You know you're a true S2000 owner when all of the above applied to you at one time or another.
Thanks for the laugh 
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........................................sweet god, I'm obsessed. I can't believe the number of those I've done/do! Anyway, good list. You did miss a few though 
*When you have more pictures/models of the S than pictures of your loved ones.
*When you were considering selling off other stuff (useless body parts?) to purchased the 1/2 scale S2000.
*When you buy video games because they have an S.
*When you play those games because you can't be driving your S.
~Andrew
*When you have more pictures/models of the S than pictures of your loved ones.
*When you were considering selling off other stuff (useless body parts?) to purchased the 1/2 scale S2000.
*When you buy video games because they have an S.
*When you play those games because you can't be driving your S.
~Andrew
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Originally posted by Jason B
*You know you're obsessed when you ride the bus to work when it rains instead of driving because you don't want your S getting wet.
*You know you're obsessed when you ride the bus to work when it rains instead of driving because you don't want your S getting wet.
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*You know you're obsessed when you buy car magazines because there is an S2000 in it.
*You know you're obsessed when you take personal offense to any negative comments towards the S2000.
*You know you're obsessed when you can quote passages from the owners manual.
*You know you're obsessed when you've memorized the regular AND severe maintenence schedules.
*You know you're obsessed when you travel to scenic or exotic locations just to take pictures of your car.
*You know you're obsessed when the secret compartment contains a microfiber towel and a bottle of detailer spray.
*You know you're obsessed when you take personal offense to any negative comments towards the S2000.
*You know you're obsessed when you can quote passages from the owners manual.
*You know you're obsessed when you've memorized the regular AND severe maintenence schedules.
*You know you're obsessed when you travel to scenic or exotic locations just to take pictures of your car.
*You know you're obsessed when the secret compartment contains a microfiber towel and a bottle of detailer spray.