Well, there was this one time a few years ago. I went to dinner w/ this one young lady and was driving home on a nice, early fall evening with the top off the Targa. It was a rather dark, lightly traveled road, so little chance of observation. Let's just say that I was very, very relaxed by the time we got back to my apartment. The downside is that my now-wife was just-friend back then & I shared the story w/ her. Sadly, the event has been repeated in the Porsche. But I AM picking up an A6 tonight, so there's always hope, right?
Greg
de-flowered Targa
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