Hi.

My name's Matt. I'm the parts manager/shop co-ordinator for a high-end shop here in Halifax. I've worked there nearly 15 months and NOBODY is 100% sure exactly what I do there.

I drive a really fast all white turbocharged car and I have a really fast all white dog named Turbo, there's a connection there somewhere :p

I'm easy-going, I like to go camping, fishing, travel (won't fly though, never ever again will I fly), cook, or just kick back and watch a movie. Not the hard partying type. I'll go to Ale House or Toothy Moose once in a while but rather just hang out with friends and have a few beers.

I listen to all types of music from Toby Keith to Jay-Z. My favorite thing in the world is going for a rip along the coast with some good tunes blasting.

I may live in the city and have a semi-desk job but I'm a country boy at heart. I love going into the woods or four-wheeling, hanging out on a farm or taking the jetski out on the lake.

Couple random facts about me:

I have mild ADD which makes me a blast to hang around for pure randomness.
I have a Hello Kitty sticker with the eyes X'ed out and fangs drawn on stuck to the rear glass of both my cars.
My license plate says WHIT3Y.
Orginally I was supose to be a lawyer. Got accepted to Dal and everything.
I can't pronounce the name Keith. It comes out Keef.
I've been pulled over 56 times in my white Nissan 300ZX in two years. Never for speeding just cause its right-hand-drive.
I despise anything Honda other then their bikes. Nothing personal but I've worked on enough of them to know how stupidly they're built
I once blew up a really old oven by turning it to like 600. Figure 30mins at 300 is 15mins at 600. I was wrong.
I've talked my way into the VIP of most clubs around town. It usually lasts an hour or two before they catch on that I'm not supose to be there.
I should never go into any place that sells tools unsupervised.
I'm addicted to Icecaps. I don't function well without em.
I'll shoot to PEI or Moncton for a roadtrip with next to no planning and figure out the rest of the details on the road.
My best friend is a midget.
I found out the hard way a MacPass will not work above 75km an hour.
I've walked into a glass door more then once.
I locked myself IN a car once...long story.
I firmly believe that going to a cottage isn't considered camping. I'll take my tent and my coleman stove thanks.
If I ever open my own shop I figure my slogan will be "WHIT3Y's Autobody: Reeping profits from your misfortune."
I have a half-squirrel/half-cat named Homer.
On more then one occassion I've made my own parking spot.
I'm the farthest thing from a "gangsta" there is.
I refuse to text. I can't stand it, also my phone hasn't been able to text since I backed over it with a Porsche...
I golf soley to drive the carts.
I really want to get a pet scorpion and name it Hank. Someone out there will get that refrence.
I'm a big fan of the work of Harley Earle, Virgil Exner, and John Delorian. Very few people know who they are.
If I could I'd paint everything I own, including the dog, flat black.

Depends on the person. I'm up for pretty much everything from a walk along the waterfront to drinks on a patio, to some kind of random adventure.