Demise of the p-car

In an earlier post, I mentioned my cars, and my ongoing love affair with them. Each one has been a family member, named and loved during its time with us.

One of those cars was a 1974 914 Porsche, an unintended vehicle. I inherited my son's 914 Porsche, after he did very bad things to the engine during a street race and missed shift, and later creative engine work with random parts. In short, it did not run. A quick perusal of a parts catalog and online prices for engines determined that this would be a $50,000 car if I did everything right that needed doing.

On to Plan B, which was to purchase a 'parts car' that would donate all the needed parts. Great idea, only when I located the parts car ($2,000), I drove it home-- and fell in love with it. That's how it happens, you know. The parts car, which was that aforementioned 1974 914, needed loads of TLC. Knobs and handles were missing or broken, there were dents and a crumpled fender, missing carpet, and the windshield wipers did not work. The vacuum lines worked only by God's grace-- there was no other explanation.

Remember the potential price for fixing up Car A? Well, Car B could easily be as expensive using new parts and professional help. I did research, and discovered Don and Glenn's 914 Swap Meet in Riverside. At that swap meet, I found many of the needed parts, at affordable prices. Two books on how to put those parts in were very helpful. I learned about Bondo and bodywork, hammers and dollies, and now have the hugest respect for people who do this professionally. They are artists.

As the picture shows, the car came out pretty good looking. I took it to a number of Porsche events, never as a show car, but I still wanted to show it off.

When we moved, the Porsche had to sit outside for a while, as we cleaned out the garage. I was a bit nervous, but nothing happened. After the garage was clean, the Porsche went back in-- only to be stolen. Whoever it was knew we were no longer living there, that the Porsche was in the garage, and they drilled out the ignition, started it, and took it.

I am heartbroken, after all the time and love and energy invested in that little car. But it is truly gone forever.