1. When your home page is Pelican.

2. You smile when some status-conscious single woman ask you what kind of car you drive, and you tell her it's 23 years old...with 200K miles on it...and you couldn't be happier. And you don't mention it's a Porsche.

3. You try to think of creative ways to channel the engine sound into the passenger compartment. Anyone?

4. When you type the search word "Porsche" into eBay...and spend a ridiculous amount of time looking through every listing, whether it be a car, a part, a book, a shirt, a mug, etc.

5. When you diliberately misspell Porsche (e.g. - Porche) into the eBay search box and look for things that haven't received any bids and hope maybe you can get a deal. Can you believe, as of right now, there are 125 listings for "Porche"...including SIX cars???

:-)

regards,
Hans

Thanks for the tip!

Yuo're meor tden welcme. ;-)

When you don't race your car, but you still have a spare engine, tranny and most fenders ready to go "just in case."

When everything else is just a car!

When you firm transfers you to the Philly Stock Exchange (floor trading Siberia) and you're thrilled that they use 3 digit numbers on their badges. Now you can hence forth be called 911, and be giddy when some floor broker yells “who’s 911” instead of saying “me” just say “that’s mine”

Of course it was worth the 50 extra bucks to get 911 rather then what they had originally assigned me ( 811).