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Last night we went right from feeding the dogs, to the dealership. They (the dealer) are just two miles due west of us so not an arduous trip. We were there a couple of hours and had to sign our names about 20 times. I kid you not. It is like buying a house and we even had to sign one form that was a no financing financial agreement WTF. Then we got the 30 minute rundown on the features and I am sure it wil take some reading and learning yet to come to know the car.
We had not eaten so I stopped at a sandwich shop that is close to home. The chick that was behind the counter saw me drive up in my 911 and gave me a two thumps up. I thanked her and told he it has been a good toy. She asked how long I have had it and I replied likely longer that you have been alive, 22 years. She smiled and said she was 21 so yep.
By the time I got home Mrs Carrera (or should that be Mrs Macan) had backed her Infinity out into the driveway so she could park the Macan in the garage. She moved at a glacial pace. The Macan has cameras on all sides so there is no reason to not know where the corners are. She pulled way up forward because the tennis ball did not hit anyplace she was familiar with. We will have to adjust the tennis ball on a string high tech analog parking sensor (never needs batteries).
Today I get to call the insurance company and give them the happy news (for them) to add another car on the policy. Hopefully we will get the Infinity sold ASAP.
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Glen
49 Year member of the Porsche Club of America
1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
1986 El Camino with Fuel Injected 350 Crate Engine
My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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