Premiere, 46 years old he is now, at least again 13 years less on the hump than I, I thought something in me sunk about our relationship and now he stood there, the new, bare exterior, red, wine red, Bordeaux red, a nice color, I thought, you could almost reflect in it. Finally I had laid the carpet in the interior, pulled it, dragged it, even cursed, but now happy that my little Porsche 356 had done everything. Difficult it was already g The mirror mount was missing here, as the water connection to the windscreen washing system, the interior lighting had no door contacts at all, the seats also didn’t want to function so properly, much was to be done. But it was fun to immerse yourself in 1961, the year of birth of my new toy. How lovingly was built at Porsche then, so I went through my head, not as precise and precise as today, but The handcrafted art was felt. The hands of those who built this car together at that time, covered the chair, laid the cables, tightened the screws, were present. Of course, one or the other had been made new by now, how many hands have already occupied themselves with this car, I thought, qualified and less qualified, some had been botched, forgotten, wrongly connected, but it could not be fixed. Now I say everything better mac But I had planned to show myself the respect it had earned after 46 years and that challenged me completely. I had got manuals, descriptions, repair instructions. Everything as far as I could put it in order. … And now the day had come, the day I had been looking forward to since 1 October 2007. Only a few kilometers I had been able to drive it at that time, too little that something would have impressed. d now he was standing in my garage, surrounded by tools and what he no longer wanted, the light of the sun was shining through the window, it was supposed to be a nice day, the 10.2/2008, my personal birth time for the car. I had also looked at the engine, as far as I could tell him, but I am not a car mechanic, so I had to wait for what happened. The battery was new and fully charged. A first start attempt, he did not want to. Break. mpt, once again, now something touched and suddenly he jumped on, reluctantly and unroundly, as if his day had not yet come, but it was increasingly better for him. Garage door up, reverse, an unusual feeling, like a beginner I felt. But that will be already to become friends, will not fall to us both. The cover still too, unfamiliar perspectives, but how good the view is, I thought surprised. The sound? Great, somehow like my beetle then, well, no in miracles, the same nursery, but much more character. Spontaneous gas acceptance, just Porsche, the double carburetors do a good job. Well, let’s try, my wife is unbelievingly watching the happening. Do you want to ride along? Do I ask, hoping to be able to drive alone? Nothing against my wife, but the first moment, I need for us two! First gear in, let’s go……. Still a little more cumbersome he can move. Or is it up to me? As I said, premiere, and that can Second gear, a quiet whistle from the gearbox penetrates to the ear, sings a song of already many driven kilometers. Are it the 45,000 km standing on the speedometer? Probably with a 1 in front of it? The Porsche is reliable, even at that time everyone knew that. A little distracted I notice the turn signal, which irritates the straight drive, I will control it, but we are brave and continue on the main road. Third gear, the engine works I find that I only drive 40 km/h, I didn’t notice the queue in the rear-view mirror. No one honks, maybe the respect for age? I’m already standing at the first traffic light, green, want to see what the Porsche can do. 1st gear, 2nd gear, I’m surprised how diligently the engine does its job. Now I notice how often I’m watched. The car certainly seems to be deplaced. The rain of the last days has caused most cars with e I hear someone shouting, oh, a Karmann! Well, he’s not quite right, but I can’t improve him any more. So slowly harmony sets in between us, he can be wonderfully switched, the engine is happy to have been woken up again, the brake cheeks pull still a little different, as if they don’t know about each other, but my little Porsche feels very good. Cozy in here, I think, the sound of the engine, I f The foam mats under the carpet dampen effectively. A good tip from the forum, I remember. The wind is strikingly loud at my window, so I have to adjust it a little. The nice weather is animating to drive open. The next holding bay on the country road is selected for conversion. How solid and easy it is, three times clack on the lock, zipper of the rear window is solved, w The roof on the back seats disappears by itself, compliments on Ferry Porsche, surely the most solid construction on German roads, even today. Now the persenning is buttoned up and off. I immediately notice the sound of the engine, a few octaves deeper. Porsche always knew how the ear can be spoiled. Oh, I think now I forgot myself, at 5°C and only a thin sweater, but it has to be. Premieres demand commitment, I want it n I am disappointed, at least his first exit with me, so it goes on. My hairstyle was already better, the sweater does only insufficiently its service and I trembled also at my last exam, long it is! What will he think of me? I endure. But there is something clattering? Oh, only my teeth, I notice. The heater of the Porsche works well, but then it is overburdened. The number of unbelieving observers increases, or at least it comes to me Cabrio drivers must be crazy, some will think. The circuit is almost done, did I say? We don’t want to go home yet, I think. But there are other days around which I envy myself already. What a great car the men of Porsche built then, I understand now why this car had already moved to the first place in the dreams of the men and today it is no different, goes through my head. I enjoy the letz I don’t think so. I don’t think so. I’ll let both of you end up in front of the garage for a moment. The engine doesn’t want to run quite in the stationary gas, I understand, his station is the road. The door opens, I see scared to the side. Well, how was it? Ask my wife. What should I answer to it. Cold of course! And otherwise? And when are we going? Tomorrow! And why not now? Yes, why not now? I accidentally press the horn when I turn around, so we have his approval too! Premieres are fun!!