[trader220]

Originally Posted by BFT3.2

In 1988 I had just graduated from High School. I had lusted over the 911 since I was 10, so when a girl I knew from school asked me if I wanted to drive her dad's Porsche, I was as excited as the first time something else usually happens in high school ;-) So she roles up in a brand new 928, oh well not a 911 but Risky Business was till fresh in my mind so a 928 was still pretty damn cool for a 17 year old! The bummer of the story, it was a automatic. I got out of that car vowing one day I'll have a 911 and it'll be a stick god damn it!

Yeah.. I have no idea how a 17 year old girl finagled the keys to her dad's Porsche. Insane..

Good story!

In the summer of 1981 my Dad got me a cushy summer job working for one of the Surgeons he referred a lot of patients to. I was his personal photographer and I would follow him around to the hospitals and go into the OR with him to photo document all his procedures. The biggest perk was he owned a number of cars including a 1981 911 SC Targa in dark green with tan interior. He never drove it so I got to drive it with a fair degree of frequency. There is a picture of me in my Prep School year book senior year with the car. I still had a full head of long hair back then. That was my first introduction to the world of 911’s.