I think it was 42 years ago when one of the gasoline companies was raffling off a Porsche 911 Targa on their TV commercials.
I was ten and had already been going through the gears driving my mom's VW Beetle in the Towers parking lot since I was 8, but other than that, I knew very little about cars. But I knew enough that I wanted to own a Porsche one day.
Well thanks to an 18 year old with a 17 day old driver's licence that made it happen.
While stopped in traffic for the car ahead of me, this lame brain
on a cell phone comes plowing into the back of my motorcycle while I was on my second day of a four-plus week tour of the Alps. The result: a thirteen day stay in the hospital for a fully fractured lower leg, a written off motorcycle, a ruined vacation BUT....a Porsche!
You get a different perspective on life when one of your parents passes away which is then further reinforced by an accident that could have killed you. The Bucket List with Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman makes one think as well; people should see it.
I wasn't waiting any longer to live one of my dreams.
Not being able to enjoy motorcycling for the rest of this year, I started my search and lucked in and found an absolutely mint 1995 Porsche Carrera 993. Its been a great motivator to get off my crutches.
Original paint, ultra low mileage, no winters and from what I could tell, its hardly seen any rain. BTW, I also test drove the current model 997 and was surprised that I didn't nearly like it as much.
Little did I know that when I accidentally bumped into the Porsche test track and development centre in Weissach, Germany while on my return form another motorcycle tour in 2008, that I would one day own one.
