[Oh Haha]

My best friend and his wife moved to a new house shortly after I moved away. One of the neighbors had a 911. When I would visit we would drive by the house to see it in the garage. Once in a while it would drive by and we would ogle it.

During this time my GF, now my wife, were test driving 911s but never found "the one".

We were in Chicago to visit my sister in Chicago when my friend called to tell me that 911 was for sale. When we got back to town I called the seller. We negotiated a price and agreed to meet at his bank to make the transaction. In the meantime I called the shop that had done the work and the owner told me he thought it was a great car.

I secured a personal loan for the money after my GF sold her car and started driving the new car I had purchased just before taking a promotion and getting a company car. She did thi so we could afford the 911 payment.

When we got to the bank I told him "I should probably drive it before we make the deal". We took it around the block and I knew it was mine. Made the deal then went to my friend's house for his daughter's 3rd birthday. The car was Pacific Blue but that's about all I knew about it. My friend had owned a 70 911 and he gave me all of the books and literature that he collected during that time. He also gave me the Porsche flag that still hangs in the garage. I was sorely disappointed by the shifter but the car was awesome and I was one happy mofo. You guys know the rest of the story a I've been a Pelican since 03.