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I have fond memories of the 1986 Carrera 3.2 in Grand Prix White with black stone guards and the signature whale tail. All because of my late uncle used to own one and picked me up from school in it. My eyes lit up everytime I ride in the passenger side whether we were travelling at speed or even just a slow drive around town. The sense of occasion, the smell of old leather, and the soild sound when closing those heavy doors.

This planted the Porsche seed early on in my childhood. And I have ever since bonded with the brand. I am fortunate enough to have one (two) to call my own.

Since taking ownership of my current Cayman, I have been adding some small personal touches to it.