I first was interested in Cars, especially Porsches since they looked really good on the outside but were total horror on the inside.. sort of like some Women. They have cheap plastic interiors that fall apart at an early age and beautiful bodies. Don't worry, I'm not a sexist - I only said some Women.
I sold my German cars and parts and found programming far more economical and interesting, although at times I still have cravings to drive vehicles around corners fast. One of the problems with vehicles is fuel, speed, danger, and materialism - I found out.
(yes it is snow, I live in the great white north)
(the interior is absolute ugliness, even if the steering wheel is lovely. I hand-resewed the steering wheel with a curved needle)
(I must have been about 20 at the time of photos)
(I kiss cars but not ladies)
The above was my second love.. my first love was red and was two years older than the above turbo. The second one burned a bit of oil and it stunk too much, while the first one was blowing gaskets and melting and eating timing belts.
Don't worry, I'm not a materialist either. I soon tried to remove porsche emblems off the car so that it would be no-name, no-material. Only problem was the steering wheel and the door panels and the lights and the spoiler and the whole car said Porsche on it everywhere - I couldn't remove all the labels without ruining the entire car.
I once drove the above car into winding roads near the Edmonton river valley with a girl. I slammed on the brakes and swerved into a nice park system at 100KM/H or so, to try and inform a girl where we were going to be spending our picnic day. When we got out of the car, she asked to go to the Shopping Mall and wondered what we were doing at the River Valley. People just didn't get it. This was my major reason for driving fast - scaring the living shit out of materialistic females who didn't understand the beautiful Edmonton river valley system.
Experimenting with cars meant burning yourself, sucking coolant tubes, dealing with cancerous fluids, wearing latex gloves to perform safe sex on the engine, and many other mind boggling things. I then discovered software programming and writing, which I could experiment with much easier, in the comfort of a warm office.
The car above explains certain people - beautiful contours on the outside, depending on how you look at it - but absolute horrible inners, over-labeling, and brittle interior pieces. When I was labeled as "that Porsche guy with the business and the hair" I knew it was time to get rid of the car.
Some interesting Porsche/VW history
"Ferdinand Porsche was long viewed as an unwilling participant in Hitler's war machine but a recent investigation suggests he and his company may have been in deeper than was previously thought. A five-year study by a team of German historians found that as much as 80 percent of VW's wartime workforce of 16,000 may have been slave laborers.
In 1991 the head of the investigative team, Bochum University history professor Hans Mommsen, declared at a symposium, "It's quite clear that Porsche was responsible for hiring concentration camp inmates for the factory's labor camp." Porsche contacted SS leader Heinrich Himmler directly to request slaves from Auschwitz, Mommsen said.
It should be noted that the investigation was commissioned by Volkswagen itself..."
--http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a5_078.html
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