Seeing the classic 930 evokes very different emotions for me than for most of you. Like you, I had the posters of slantnoses all over the walls in my room back home.
Then in 1985 a friend and hero of mine bought one. Red. Really Red. Not fast enough for him, he sent it back to Europe for some major work by one of the big tuners. God, it was beautiful...slant nose, vented quarters, boxed rockers, color keyed BBS wheels, the whole package. In all, he had more than $130,000 wrapped up in the car. It was wicked fast! I used to see it every day at work, always spotless, parked in his reserved spot.
On November 9, 1985 he went out with a group of co-workers. He left a South Jersey club at 5:00 in the morning with a friend and a young lady (apparently straddling the console). He slammed into a retaining wall at more than 80 miles an hour. They kept him on life support for a few days, but let him go on November 11, 1985.
It is hard to find pictures of the car. This one appeared in all of the papers, taken at the garage where the car was held after the crash. It was quickly removed and never seen again.
He was an incredible talent and his loss was unbearable. It was hard for me to even consider owning a Porsche after he died. If he could speak to me however, I think he'd tell me that it wasn't the car, but his lack of respect for the car that caused his death.
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