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After eight years I'd had enough dealings with foreign car owners to realize the Porsche crowd was more interesting, on average more knowledgeable and consequently easier and more rewarding to deal with. And of course I liked the cars. My first (of what would end up being more than a dozen and counting) was a '68 912. I towed it home, a chassis without a motor or transmission, and rebuilt it on weekends. There was the attraction of Porsche engineering/design. Dismantling cars provides a harsh look at how well a car is made. You see beneath the skin where cheapness is hard to hide. The conceptual quality of the design is exposed: How efficiently the car solves the basic requirements - generating horse power, getting it to the wheels, steering, stopping etc..
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