Rolling~

The night the porsche angels let down their wings and took it to the streets...well not yet, but sort of.  this baby rolled out of the yard the day after getting the brake parts in the mail.  I had to switch sides the front calipers went on by moving the mounting bracket, dust cover, hubs, and bearings and even the hard brake line.  The error was made when the sister car demonstrated brakes facing inward toward the center of the car, which reflects modern cars.  The manual said otherwise, as did a quick google search, so I flipped them around with an impact and torque wrench in very little time.  I tightened the rear wheel castle nuts after putting her back on the ground and checked the brakes, which were more spungy than after pressure bleeding the system the day prior.  Seems like some drips were coming from a rear caliper that must have had porosity on the caliper surface...I'll have to check this out.  Working on a classic you've restored has a methodical and clean aspect to it that rewards a technical mind with mystery from a design standpoint.  Everyone is always looking for the most efficient way to design, sometimes more eloquent than others, however current for its time.  Brains, good taste, and passion went into the design of many beautiful objects we've come to love in this society.  There is a part of history that is brought to life, a time past, but not entirely gone.  Sort of the wonder of the good'ol days lingers in vintage products, especially ones that can transform the environment we witness life from, such as an old classic auto.

I once saw an old movie around the age of 10, when boys start relating to their outside world by defining what inspires them.  The guy was driving a silver 1960's 911 on a mountain road he'd race on cliff hanger twisty roads with the glistening chrome, and dark leather interior shining in the moonlight.  I knew that was a special moment in my life since I've always felt that same passion for driving and the engineering of these old air cooled engines that wind out and let their rumbles be heard as they carve out the the tightest turns at peak speeds while peering out over the protruding fenders.  They have a way of becoming an extension of your thrill seeking fire that burns deep inside the love and passion for these light weight uni-body racers weighing in at 2134 lbs.  A fellow owner of early Porsches I ran into in the Cream of the Crop parking lot made a good point that when driving one of these purely fun vintage autos, you can be going the speed limit, but it feels like you're flying!

These are photos from tonight of Bahama's welcoming out of the winter cold, long term parking space...in my front yard and back into a cozy garage.  Anyway, just happy to be able to put in some time despite the weather in a controlled environment where she's safe and sound...the tree above her always looked a little haunted.