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The realization that everyone has a story
The realization that everyone has a story










I love this car because it was the realisation of a dream. The car is now like new, and ready to pass onto my son one day. It was all made possible by my ever-supportive wife Emma, family, and great friends. It was the most testing and rewarding project I have undertaken. So started 6 months of completely stripping the car, painting the body and re-building.

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At that moment, I made the decision to go for a full bare metal re-spray. As we stripped the car back, we found more signs of light corrosion. It had a small amount of rust in the A pillars so I wanted that clean up. Soon after getting the car, I wanted to tidy the exterior. It’s character very much lost in modern cars. The sound, the steering, the view over the headlights. We couldn’t stop smiling! I was now so happy with the car, and as we drove in the pouring rain through the twisty roads home, all the worry went away.Įvery time you step inside and go for a drive, you are reminded that you’re in something special. Later on in the drive, my wife and I pulled over and had moment to reflect. The drive was a mixture of nervousness and excitement: I had just handed over a large sum of money for a 30 year old sports car with nearly 300,000 km on the clock! We did the deal, and started the 6-hour journey back home. My wife and I looked at each other and smiled: we both fell in love with it instantly!Īfter spending two hours looking over the car, I was happy. We arrived early afternoon and there it was, sitting on the driveway. Leaving at 6 am, we set out to buy a Porsche. It was 500 km (510 miles) from where we lived to Taranaki to see the car. My ever-supportive wife drove with me to see the car. I rang the owner immediately and the car sounded good. It ticked all the boxes: originally delivered here, non-sunroof, and in special order silver.

the realization that everyone has a story

After several months of searching, a car came up on a New Zealand site.

the realization that everyone has a story

After getting married, I decided the time was right to buy. I started to work as much overtime as I could and save every penny. After leaving school and developing my career, the passion for these cars grew.










The realization that everyone has a story