Last weekend...68 degrees...first warm day in months. Everyone in the
neighborhood is out doing things. I take the recently tuned-seldom driven
Spit out for a 'maintenance' drive. Everybody I pass is gawking at the car.
I'm starting to get self-conscious. Kids especially are enamored.
Wow..pretty cool. As I turned the corner near a playground, I can hear them
shouting, etc. Then it happened....I could just make out a tiny voice as I
sped away....."It's a PORCHE!"
!" AARRRRGGGHHH!
Terry Banbury
911..*&%*$#%^ Mk III
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