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Originally Posted by Slate 01
When I was 10 years old we were on a family vacation and my dad was driving on the autobahn, going about 100mph. From a long ways back some headlights started flashing in the distance. My dad moved over and a Turbo 911 came by us like we were standing still, literally. My guess now is that black monster must have been doing 160 to 170 mph. Right then I was smitten and told my dad I've got to get one of those kind of cars when I was old enough to drive. At the next stop for fuel, I went in and bought and 2 metal scale model Porsches and played with them for many years to come. Yeah I was bitten by the Porsche at a very early age, Thanks Dad, God rest your soul, for taking me on that vacation so many years ago. However Dad, you did give me a very expensive jones for the rest of my life.  |
I was at a friends brithday party and we all went (sorry bout to make yall feel old) to see The Blind Side because it just came out, i was around 11. We all were eating a mcdonalds connected to a gas station after the movie, me and about 7 other kids from 10 to 12. We see a silver 986 boxster S pull up to the gas pump. (my car obsession didnt start till about a year or two after) I knew nothing about the car except it was a porsche and it wasnt a 911. All 8 of kids freaked out over the car like it was a Ferrari, i remember it being a drizzly day but the driver still had his top down. We all talked to him as he filled up the car and i thought it was the coolest thing ever that the gas cap was up front on the fender, where i was then amazed even more when he popped the front trunk for something. I remember him starting it up and all of us talking about how cool it sounded and how nice the interior was (little did we know it was already likely a 5 or more year old car.) I would've never imagined that within just 6 years of then i would own a porsche for myself.