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Introduced by Birth. My Dad was a Porsche mechanic for many years, he started working for his uncle around 15y/o. I rememeber him tossing my brother and I wrenches and an old volkswagen motor to learn how to tear them down. Taking them apart was the easy part. I think he was using us for child labor, LOL! I also remember sitting in a Speedster that was kept at the shop, pretending I was driving through Laguna Seca. I lso remember getting picked up from school and taken to lunch in random Porsches of the day, while Dad was out on a "test drive".
The sickness was further compounded when he gave me an old '66 912 after I blew the engine in my CJ5. Then that passed on to my brother. Now I'm back in action with the 02S, (which was my brothers), and loving every minute...between replacing parts that is. :P
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2002 Boxster S with a few goodies, my 2nd Porsche.
1st was a 1966 912 hand me down from pops
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