The Des Moines Register from Des Moines, Iowa on October 9, 1977 · Page 191
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The Des Moines Register from Des Moines, Iowa · Page 191

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Satisfying the mad Porsche itch By LOUISE SWARTZWALDER/Pkotot by WARREN TAYLOR I can't recall when I first became aware there was such a thing as a sports car. Back home in rural Ohio when a person bought a car he sought out the local Ford or General Motors dealer and purchased a respectable, hot dull, full-sue, four-door V-8. My first car, dutifully bought under parental supervision, was a huge, white Pontiac. It was dubbed the "white whale" by friends. But sometime in my early adult years, the scales fell from my eyes and I realized there could be more to driving than aiming a vehicle down the road. I had discovered fast cars — cars that handle well Eureka! I had discovered the sports car. I came to know and admire the muscle-bound Chevrolet Corvette, the feisty Italian Fiat and the temperamental British MGB. But, in particular, I began a longstanding romance with a driving machine called the Porsche. The German-made Porsche, as connoisseurs of racing and sports cars know, has long been one of the cars to beat on the racing circuits. As a personal car, it's coveted by many bat bought by few because of the price tag it carries. A 1977 Porsche lists at $9.995 for the least expensive 924 series, at $15,300 for the least costly classic 911 model and at 128,500 for the rare Turbo Carrera. In 1973, after boats with two American-made lemons, I bought a Porsche 914, an inexpensive little <dster to the racing cars. I promised myself I'd one day move up to a 911, the model with the classic body style first made in 1963 and refined since then. By the summer of 1976, the itch to own a 911 had become irresistible. I decided to act, but it took a year of planning, dealing and dreaming to get a new 911 in my garage. Sept 28,1976 - I trek to the mecca of Porsche enthusiasts, the factory in Stuttgart, Germany, and watch 911s being put together by hand. I spot a look-alike of the car I want - a chocolate brown 911 Targa. October, 1976 - I visit dealer* in Kansas City, Des Moines and St Louis, gathering facts about ordering cars and trying to cut a deal, knowing >» Y«ar» of saving aod y«*rnlnf cam* to • Joyous ending for Loutof Swattewaktor, an artstant etty dMk editor wtth The DM MolMs Ragtetor. Th« dream wa* a ehocotete- Targa mod* In h*r garag* to put thto 911

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