I did not fully appreciate a great car until I drove a Honda. Soichiro Honda was marvelous. He might have been Japanese, and proud of it, but as far as I am concerned he was as American as baseball and apple pie.
Honda was what initially inspired me to be aware of Japanese manufacturing. I soon learned that the Japanese, as a whole, are very gifted, dedicated, and humble. Japan is a magnificent partner in trade, and if it comes from there and has any combination of rubber and steel, or is an automobile, or electronic device; it all is second to none. The Japanese people believe in customer service and quality, not status quo and bottom line, though the means definitely justify the end.
If not for Soichiro Honda, I would have never known these things, nor cared to know. He was my personal gateway to the east.