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The rumor mills are cranking out stories that the fix for the later cars is going to eat DEF at a frightening rate. The oil change interval was shortened to 5k already because Porsche didn’t want owners running low on fluid which can cause the car to shut itself off if you push it far enough. I dearly hope that this

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Hold on to your butts, kids, as shit is about to get real with the Great Trumpkin at the helm. Time to start digging that dang ol’ bomb shelter hole again.

That’s just silly. I get the exclusivity and potential collector value down the road, but for that sort of scratch I would order a Singer bespoke to my tastes (Iris Blue/Champagne/Big Motor) and content myself during the two year wait with a brandy new 991 chock full of goodies from Sharkwerks or GMG. Probably still

I dearly miss “Herbie” who was the beige ‘68 Beetle that my parents had when I was a kid. I took my first turns of the steering wheel sitting on my Pop’s lap in Herbie and I would spend hours in the garage playing and practicing my steering and shifting technique while bathing in the horsehair and burnt oil funk you

It’s a sad truth that NorCal drivers are hellabad in the rain. Three years ago we were driving down the 680 when a massive downpour came whipping through. I slowed to 55 while the Grand Cherokee three or four car lengths ahead continued on at about 80. Not 30 seconds later, he went sideways, hit the berm in the

As my Dad always says “those that came before you made the rules”. Loaned my brand new dually to someone to tow my trailer cross country. One of his jackass friends literally threw a trans into the bed leaving a huge dent and he also managed to prang the rear bumper on something. The final insult was him wiping out

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Lately I’ve found that steady doses of Yacht Rock and Gordon Lightfoot keep me on a nice even keel as I set myself alight and cross thread things with a certain unwavering pace.

That steering wheel with all the control buttons on the horn pad was the business. Lusted after one of the GTA’s with the 3.8L Turbo and nearly had my Dad talked into a 350 version until he saw what the insurance would cost. I can still see them calling me from the showroom of Foothill VW/Pontiac...

A very salty old dude once told me “if it f*cks, floats, or flies, you’re better off renting”.

Tom is quite the cunning linguist...

I wish I knew. We lost touch shortly before I bought the 930. Come to think of it, I do need to track him down so he can live the dream too!

When I was a kid, my best friend and I dreamed of the day we would complete our medical degrees and then cruise to our luxury homes in Newport Beach in our slantnose 930 convertibles.

The torque down low really makes the machine work. You can just trundle along at low revs with just a touch of throttle and then when you need power the lack of turbo lag and the big torque down low makes up for the somewhat breathless power up top. Love our diesels and it looks like we get to keep them now after a

Alright, alright, alright. Time to go get a ‘70 Chevelle and a job with the Highway Department.

My wife and I both daily 2013 Cayenne Diesels and we have never thought them to be lacking in torques or sluggish. When I got mine, the 406 lb/ft number was better than both the S and GTS models although the horses were topped out at 240. My CD gets off the line smartly, tows an open trailer with 3000-4500 pounds of

I would add in safety glasses, heavy gloves, and a face shield you can use when you’re working with spinny wheels and other fun stuff that could send high velocity fluids or solids towards your grille. I got lazy with the face shield while I was whizzing some goop and rust off some old VW trailing arms and took a nice

Nostalgia nice price for me but that’s super cheap for anything interesting that runs and passes the sniffer. Convinced my Mom to buy a brand new ‘87 16V Turbo with a stick over much more sensible choices like a 535i or an Integra. First car I ever spun out on Chevy Chase and I beat on that poor thing like it owed me

Sketchiest one I ever got was a Caddy Deville I picked up from Hertz in Newark. Pulled to the right like a Baptist minister, brakes ground and shook horribly, and it had a bunch of random electrical gremlins including the sunroof opening at will and the trunk popping open on the Interstate. Upon closer inspection, it

Lots of weird stuff going on with the flares and a few other things but this is about as cheap as you’re going to get for an aircooled 911 that isn’t all rusty and beat to hell.

I’m pretty old school and over half of my personal used car lot is aircooled and stick which gives me no end of joy 90% of the time. However, getting stuck in 20 miles of stop and go on the 680 coming back from Monterey in a 930 with a deep first gear and a sport clutch took a little shine off the apple for me. A