Frosty the Snow Porsche - pls post pictures
12-22-2003, 05:58 PM
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Just as well, I'm back home soon and I wouldn't want the whole country to stop, like the last time there was a snow storm depositing up to 3CM of snow
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Looking forward to getting behind the wheel of the fast car and shutting the Iver garage up for the last time.
.Looking forward to getting behind the wheel of the fast car and shutting the Iver garage up for the last time.
12-22-2003, 06:13 PM
#32
The Hoffinator
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heres one from the 356 registry
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Twas the night before Christmas and the Porsche was dead
Should I work on the car, or go straight to bed?
Everything was connected, in proper place
What was I missing? My steps I'll retrace.
The wires were nestled all snug on their plugs,
Just waiting to fire, new pistons and jugs
And Mamma in bed, and I in the shop,
I twisted the key, a sputter, a pop
When from the back end, there arose such a clatter,
I banged my head, then my lip got fatter
Away to the engine, I flew like a flash
Tore open the lid, and burnt my moustache!
I grabbed the extinguisher, just in time
And stood there in awe, like a motionless mime
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
A gas leak, and tin work, and decals that seared
With a little old screwdriver, so lively and quick
I tightened the clamp, What a DIPSTICK!
More rapid than eagles my curses they came
Oh I was pissed, but I was to blame
"You, IDIOT! You, FOOL! You're STUPID and a BUM!
You're PATHETIC! You're a HACK! You're a TURKEY and DUMB!"
Back to the cockpit! A twist of the switch!
Now crank away! Crank away! Crank away bitch!
As gas started gass'n and sparks started spark'n
They both came together; the exhaust started bark'n
So up on the tach, the RPM's flew
I'm going for a drive, beyond my curfew.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the house
The pissing and moaning, of my strict little spouse
As I backed out the door, and was turning around
Across the driveway she came, with jacket and hound
She was dressed and prepped, to go for a ride
How could I fault her, we all got inside
We motored with snow, billowing over the roof
Too bad this tub, isn't rustproof!
Her lights-- how they twinkled! Her handling how merry!
Her temperature was rising, I was smitten by Ferry!
His cool little car, ripped down the road
Hope we make it back home, without getting towed
I was excited and nervous, white knuckled the wheel
A friendship was forming, like B.B. and Lucille.
My smile grew bigger, from ear to ear
As I threw in the clutch, and shifted the gear
We slid and dog tracked around every turn
I redlined and redlined with little concern
The smooth power curve, of the Maestro cam
Guidance and books; I'm happy as a clam
I continued to drive, through the downtown
Past carolers and skaters, without a letdown
And easing my shoe, into the throttle
We headed home, with no further doddle
As we pulled out of town, a sweet buzz and whistle,
Escaped from the bursch, like a lethal scud missile
And the list members heard, as I roared out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good-Night"
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Twas the night before Christmas and the Porsche was dead
Should I work on the car, or go straight to bed?
Everything was connected, in proper place
What was I missing? My steps I'll retrace.
The wires were nestled all snug on their plugs,
Just waiting to fire, new pistons and jugs
And Mamma in bed, and I in the shop,
I twisted the key, a sputter, a pop
When from the back end, there arose such a clatter,
I banged my head, then my lip got fatter
Away to the engine, I flew like a flash
Tore open the lid, and burnt my moustache!
I grabbed the extinguisher, just in time
And stood there in awe, like a motionless mime
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
A gas leak, and tin work, and decals that seared
With a little old screwdriver, so lively and quick
I tightened the clamp, What a DIPSTICK!
More rapid than eagles my curses they came
Oh I was pissed, but I was to blame
"You, IDIOT! You, FOOL! You're STUPID and a BUM!
You're PATHETIC! You're a HACK! You're a TURKEY and DUMB!"
Back to the cockpit! A twist of the switch!
Now crank away! Crank away! Crank away bitch!
As gas started gass'n and sparks started spark'n
They both came together; the exhaust started bark'n
So up on the tach, the RPM's flew
I'm going for a drive, beyond my curfew.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard from the house
The pissing and moaning, of my strict little spouse
As I backed out the door, and was turning around
Across the driveway she came, with jacket and hound
She was dressed and prepped, to go for a ride
How could I fault her, we all got inside
We motored with snow, billowing over the roof
Too bad this tub, isn't rustproof!
Her lights-- how they twinkled! Her handling how merry!
Her temperature was rising, I was smitten by Ferry!
His cool little car, ripped down the road
Hope we make it back home, without getting towed
I was excited and nervous, white knuckled the wheel
A friendship was forming, like B.B. and Lucille.
My smile grew bigger, from ear to ear
As I threw in the clutch, and shifted the gear
We slid and dog tracked around every turn
I redlined and redlined with little concern
The smooth power curve, of the Maestro cam
Guidance and books; I'm happy as a clam
I continued to drive, through the downtown
Past carolers and skaters, without a letdown
And easing my shoe, into the throttle
We headed home, with no further doddle
As we pulled out of town, a sweet buzz and whistle,
Escaped from the bursch, like a lethal scud missile
And the list members heard, as I roared out of sight,
"Happy Christmas to all, and to all a Good-Night"
12-22-2003, 06:25 PM
#33
No snow pics
I am pleased to say I have no snow porsche pics.. I managed to garage mine here in Maine 2 days prior to our first blizzard. Pheew!
My father told me (it is at his garage), the when he sold my sister's 2000 Celica GTS (mint, 9,000miles, $13K if anyone is curious), that when the guy saw my car parked next to it, he wanted the 944 instead. .(who wouldn't?).
If I knew he had the cashier's check for 13K with him, I would have sold it.
My father told me (it is at his garage), the when he sold my sister's 2000 Celica GTS (mint, 9,000miles, $13K if anyone is curious), that when the guy saw my car parked next to it, he wanted the 944 instead. .(who wouldn't?).
If I knew he had the cashier's check for 13K with him, I would have sold it.
12-23-2003, 08:17 PM
#34
Originally posted by hoffman912
heres one from the 356 registry
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Twas the night before Christmas and the Porsche was dead
Should I work on the car, or go straight to bed?
heres one from the 356 registry
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Twas the night before Christmas and the Porsche was dead
Should I work on the car, or go straight to bed?
thats was just soooooooooooo fraggin good
well wicked
12-23-2003, 08:35 PM
#36
Campeck Rulez
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Originally posted by adrian_jaye
(said in a homer voice)
"ahh meatballs, sweeeedish meatballs"
"let me tell you something, a women is kinda like a beer,
there so sweet, and so shaply.
But after you've had one, you just can't stope there,
you need another and another
and you'd step over your own mother in order to get another wun"
(Homer to Bart on women)
me thinks I need some food now, to balance the Humulin, I just shot
cheers for the photo's guys
snows a bit in short supply in here (south UK) and even then we get crappy slushi stuff
fight the power
right on, right on !
(said in a homer voice)
"ahh meatballs, sweeeedish meatballs"
"let me tell you something, a women is kinda like a beer,
there so sweet, and so shaply.
But after you've had one, you just can't stope there,
you need another and another
and you'd step over your own mother in order to get another wun"
(Homer to Bart on women)
me thinks I need some food now, to balance the Humulin, I just shot
cheers for the photo's guys
snows a bit in short supply in here (south UK) and even then we get crappy slushi stuff
fight the power
right on, right on !
WTF?!?!?!?!?!
12-23-2003, 10:01 PM
#41
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Originally posted by adrian_jaye
nice wun like it !
btw,
I'm an insulin abuser, your excuse is....
nice wun like it !
btw,
I'm an insulin abuser, your excuse is....
Originally posted by ttwirz
What went wrong hear??
What went wrong hear??
12-23-2003, 10:27 PM
#44
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Originally posted by MPD47
Kinda makes you wonder what's in the other garage bay eh?
Kinda makes you wonder what's in the other garage bay eh?
However, the other garage bay I get to play with looks like this:
Once all of that crap gets cleared out, it'll be a nice shop to do some serious work on the cars. On a side note, my roommate claims to have his Suburban parked in there as I type this. I gotta go over there and see this...
BB.
