I used to be your typical car enthusiast – seems like as soon as I made a new car purchase I’d be sniffing around for the next acquisition. I’d fall in love with a new release and then find myself at the annual auto show with no real serious intent or purpose, but then leave the event with the cerebral seeds planted. When I purchased my 2009 …
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From Cayman to Macan and Back Again.
Ordinarily I don’t think of myself as being a particularly unique individual. In fact, I consider my personality to be rather reserved – loitering in the shadows more or less. Purchasing a Cayman (my first Porsche), was certainly a departure from this trait. I’ve learned to accept the attention that comes with buying any Porsche product. Two …
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I was at a gas station a year or two ago when I noticed a guy in a Chevy Silverado with his daughter a few pumps over – his little girl was pointing eagerly at my car. She was maybe nine years old – although I admit I’m not the best at judging the age of children, so that’s just my best guess. As I started fueling, they had finished up and started …
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The building blocks that define the foundation of human existence can sometimes be linked to specific events; moments in time. The significance of these events can shape who we are, and even the direction we choose to take when reaching the critical intersections in life. I’ve been a motor-head for so long that it’s hard for me to remember …
Continue to the full articleChanging Direction: Cayman to Macan
In the summer of 2009, I traded my two-year-old Hyundai Sonata for a brand new Porsche Cayman. I don’t think it would surprise you that I took a bath on the exchange. I’m too embarrassed to disclose what I paid to get out of it, but you’ll see that I really had no choice. Understand that an intimate relationship began the moment I saw my …
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I’d never had my own garage before; not a real one anyway. When my wife and I bought our first condo, we had a parking lot, but no garage. Five years later we moved into a townhouse that had a single bay, but neither car would get past the door-frame without folding the side mirrors in like the ears on an angry cat. So that space became my …
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