Vindicated November 22, 2017

Finally….vindicated …by a completely random book.

Picking through the mountain of post the other day I pulled out the Porsche magazine. I hasten to add…I don’t own a Porsche. I used to, in fact, I used to have more than one – running three of the machines at one time. I don’t own one at the moment as any of the cars that actually attract my attention, are already sold out by the time I get to hear of them.

So…I’m… ‘out of the loop’ as far as Porsche’s go.

Put me down for a GT3 RS please or maybe the 911 ‘R’.

Anyway, back to the point. I opened the magazine and flicked through the various lifestyle choices that the magazine was selling – from Porsche underpants to Porsche housing (seriously). I was about to consign the magazine to the re-cycling bin – when an article caught my eye, well actually it was the picture that caught my eye…..a picture of a  tattooed guy with dreadlocks, jeans and a baseball cap.

This stood out mainly because the fashion within the Porsche magazine is usually limited to Germans in tight leather jackets and driving gloves looking dressed for a bondage session with some light whipping. They pretty much always have blond hair, glasses and very shiny shoes.

The article with the dread locked punk looking bloke just stuck out like a sore thumb.

The guy was called Magnus Walker – the book title was ‘Urban Outlaw’.

The short article sort of caught my imagination – a guy from a rough area of Sheffield going to the States and not only making good, but ending up with one of the largest collections of 911’s in the world.

It’s a good read.

Not only is it a good read, but it made me realise that I wasn’t as mad as I thought it was. Here was a guy taking his car out just for fun. He was driving for exercise….and not really giving a flying fxxk what anybody thought about him.

I quote ;

‘I like to get in a car and drive. That’s my meditation, my exercise, I’ve said it’s my drug, my religion – because nothing beats in when you are behind the wheel.’

So there you go.

It’s not just me.

Mike C