The Smoke Floats
I've sold thousands of vehicles. Most of them blur together. But every once in a while, one refuses to become just another sale, and it sends you back to where your own story started.
This book isn't a car-buying guide. It's the story underneath twenty years on the sales floor: a small Michigan town, a red Chevelle, summers at the lake, and a friend named Sonny. It's about the people who showed up, the ones we lost, and the customers who reminded me what I was chasing all along.
The cars were never the story. The people who showed up were.
What's inside:
57 chapters in ten parts, from the Monte Carlo that started it all to the last word on success
Growing up in Pinckney, building cars, and the friendship with Sonny
The customers who taught me the most, from "I Got a Guy" to the dream Corvette and the customer who waited too long
What "Burn rubber, not your soul" really means
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