2003-05-26 - 12:09 p.m.
It's interesting. I am sitting here wanting to weep over something that is not even mine. Well... maybe weep is too strong a word for it, but I am definately feeling sorry for myself.
Let me explain. My wife bought me a porsche. Not a real porsche though, just a little oragne porsche 914. I can vividly remember in high school walking up to people with these cars and saying "I'm sooooo sorry." Then walking away while these people fumed at me for being a smart a*.
So now I own one (well my wife does actually), and we have to return it to the person we bought it from. It has a dead cylinder ( 3 cylinders 130 psi pressure, the fourth 40 psi. Not good, and on a 4 cylinder engine really not good). Fortunately the person we got it from decided to take it back. But it doesn't make it any easier.
You see... or maybe you don't. Porsche has always been my favorite car. Yes the 914 isn't, but it is still a porsche. I got to drive it once on the freeway and it did not feel like it has a dead cylinder. I was doing 90 in 3rd gear for the 5 speed. It felt exhilarating and liberating and fun. Oh well. There are not many times in life you can say you have gotten the chance to almost touch a dream, let alone test drive one.
Will
Note 2011- We kept the Porsche and it has been worked on by a Flagstaff mechanic who is also doing body work etc. Need something to drive when stateside.
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