So yesterday I let Troy (messix on the club) drive my 2.5 914-6 around a little. Not only did Troy get bitten by the "I gotta have a six" bug, but managed to further reduce the life of my clutch. Michelle and I went for a drive last night to visit some family:
"What's that smell?"
"That my love, would be Troy."
I know, I need a centerforce. Here are a couple of pics of the car.