My love affair with Porsche

I have always had a little more than an abnormal admiration for Porsche, and if  I had any doubts about my feelings about owning one, the final scene in Bad Boys just sealed my fate - I will own and drive a Porsche in this lifetime and maybe own more than just 1 Porsche.  Why not?

So over the years I have visualised owning this beast of performance, longing to hear the growl of her acceleration, the sexy whistle of her Turbo  and the feel of the G-Force when I pull off from the Stop Street like a 22 year old boy on steroids.

While in this dream state it often dawned on me that working for the man was never going to put my name on the Registration Form of this vehicle.  I would have to work for it myself - this is my symbol of my ultimate accomplishment.

Where is this all going.... 

moving forward a good few years after our first date - on the very day I decided to resign from the security of earning a Fixed Income -  that was the day I started having an affair with everybody else's Porsche in broad daylight.  I was seeing them everywhere.  

Every morning and evening during my 3 month resignation period a Porsche or 2 would pass me on the N1 bringing the hugest smile to my face.  My impure thoughts of being the owner of that car bordered on sin, and my desire to consume and possess the beast was overwhelming.

The clearest most profound moment I had while driving to work one morning was when I started having serious doubts and fears about leaving the safety and security of my job for the exciting wilderness of being an Entrepreneur. 
 I had almost worked myself into a state of manic depression and uncontrollable tears when all of a sudden I saw a Porsche 3.6 Turbo - Bad Boys Model right in front of me.  Red.   When I looked next to me, in the lane by my window - a Porsche Cayenne - Gold - and further ahead in the "fast" lane was a White Porsche Panamera.  Coincidence I think not. 

 My secret visitations with Porsche have become my encouragement and signs from the universe to stay strong and full of vision and excitement - even when I feel like one of the people locked out of Noah's Ark and the rain is starting to pour down.  Porsche is that parent standing next to me, encouraging and assuring me that I am on the right path.

What I have noticed is that everytime I start letting my fears and doubts get the better of me - BAM there is always more than one sighting of my beautiful beasty Porsche.  She whispers longingly in my ear to stay focused on my mission, she is waiting for me, each minute feels like a lifetime.


Yes that Porsche Dealership in Johannesburg is going to join together what no man shall pull apart.  My Porsche 911 Turbo in a Metallic Gun Metal Grey, with Black Interior and me - squealing in delight and way,  and I mean way to much excitement.  There will also be plenty of looking up at the Universe and thanking God for making one Crane Drivers Daughter's dream come true.