Porsches in my possesion.

Some idiots stole you Solid Gold. You got my Christmas tree. You won the Porsche Club Ice Race on Georgetown Lake. You never complained. I picked you up in Indianapolis and drove you home.


















Together in the driveway.
















My daily driver 1986 951. All original. In front of Proto's in Denver.

















Current 911. 1983 911SC. All original. Down to the smell. This is Independence Pass.

Cruiser Bike

Ahh, the 1952 Hiawatha Seminole. Not afraid to mix Indian tribes back in the day. Go ahead, they're all the same right? Not really. But I picked up this rusty but orignal bike for my wife who wanted a cruiser and was threatening to buy one from Paul Frank that was too trendy and too garish. She got me to act though. She's a beauty. Maybe someday I'll get the light to work. It looks quite at home in my hood.