To say that men are different from women IS an understatement.
My husband loves cars. He loves speed. He loves the high that he feels when he is racing. I don't love cars but I understand the need to have at least one to be able to get around. I don't really enjoy fast cars. I become a nervous wreck when he races.
But that's his passion. It keeps him busy. It makes him happy.
So I resort to prayer whenever he races. The boys have a bast watching their dad while cheering for him when his car passes by.
It's a time when we all can also be together and bond.