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Editor’s note: long time reader and friend of this blog, Nicholas recently bought his dream car: a Porsche 911 Turbo. Yeah, holy hell is right.  Nicholas is an old friend and likes things that go. I’ve asked him to periodically share his experience of owning a 12 year old supercar. God help him, and us. 

I bought a supercar. I had a ticket 3 minutes later. It was the best traffic stop I’ve ever been through. The cop laughed the whole time, he clearly thought it was a cool car.

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The Saabath – Swedish Car Day XV

I think I’ve been spending too many Sundays in Brookline, MA, why in the world would I voluntarily get my ass up at 6:20 on a precious summer weekend to go all the way out to the Boston ‘burbs? Because Saabath. Yep, another Swedish Car Day has come and gone. And it was spectacular.

A partial collection of my comrade's many cars. We did a similar photo last year.

A partial collection of our motley band’s cars. We did a similar photo last year.

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Saab Stories: Inner City Wrenching

Wrenching in the city when you don’t have a garage presents a series of logistical headaches. While I love Slummerville, MA and our condo, I don’t have off-street parking and, obviously, no easy access to a garage. As a result ya gotta get by with some help from your friends. Over the last couple of weeks my buddy Jesse has been good enough to host me at his garage around the corner from my house for some evening wrenching. So while I certainly enjoy my jaunts down to Providence and Jim’s garage, the hour or so of driving isn’t exactly conducive to my week night routine.

Wagons ho! My Outback a brace 245 wagons and that subline 122s.

Wagons ho! My Outback a brace 245 wagons and that subline 122s.

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Italian Car Day at the Larz

This week I’m trying to be more diligent/timely with my posts, whereas it took me almost 5 weeks to post photos from British Car Day at the Larz, this time it will only take me a few hours days! It was a gray and drizzly morning, more suited to British cars really, but that didn’t seem to keep record crowds away. Truthfully, I could care less for the real marquee draws of this show – Ferrari, Maserati and Lamborghinis aren’t really my bag. What I came for were the Alfas, Fiats and Lancias. Thankfully, despite a very strong showing of the more gauche supercar set, there were plenty of more interesting, and accessible cars to be seen. So here goes!