You know you own a Datsun shop...
When you see a nut or bolt on the ground and not only do you know where it goes on the car, you know who's car it came off of.
When you hear a L6 driving down the street and know its coming to your shop, even though the car is still 500 yards away behind a bunch of buildings.
When you see a 240Z in the parking lot and wonder why its not parked in front of your shop.
When you find suspension parts hidden in corners, behind machines, and covered in spider webs and have no idea how or when it got back there.
When you spend an hour searching the shop for a Datsun part you know you have only to find it in Quickbooks on an invoice to a customer from 8 months ago.
When you've tried to drill out a mustache bar because you were in a hurry and didn't want to search the Internet for the correct one.
When you save old mustache bars because they are made of good spring steel and ruined your new TiN drill bit.
When you have stacks of worn out aluminum brake drums because you're convinced they will be worth something, someday.
When you can tell the difference between 240 and 280Z strut tubes from across the shop with you're welding helmet down.
When Datsun customers come in and start to explain their plans or problems and you can finish their sentences before they get the third word out.
When your shop, shop truck, and you start smelling like dead Dastun (gas, moldy jute, exhaust).