My first Porsche was a 944 I bought for my wife as a Mother's Day present. That car drove like it was on rails. Soon after it was decided...

I named the car after my Dad’s plane he flew in Burma in WWII, “SNUFFY” For the next 18 years, Patti and I built many fond memories driving

My story begins on Christmas break during the late 1980’s when I was driving my 1961 356 B Super Coupe back to Iowa from Memphis. I had thor

I have loved the shape of the Porsche 928 since I saw the pictures that inspired me to go look at one in the showroom in Anchorage. The...