PAGE 7 CIMARRON TRAIL ZONOTES By J on J ones I sold my 1979 911 today. It was a beautiful car, and I got a fair price. I bought the car in 2004, and it was my dream car. An SC is not without issues, and I learned quickly about head studs and chain tensioners. With the help of my local shop, Rennsport Werkstatt in Tulsa, I did most of the work myself, along with some “while you’re in there things”, it was all done. Doing it myself it was one of the best things I have experienced about Porsche ownership. Once the work was done, I put over 40k miles on it, and enjoyed every minute. And then: As 911 values have increased, I became increasingly angst-y about driving it in town. Declared value on insurance is an odd thing and subject to some negotiation. The more I drove it, the more vulnerable I felt. Not me, I’m a good driver. You see, I drive professionally (school bus) and the number of “I can drive and read my emails” people are epidemic, literally. Next, I don’t like to drive it in the rain. OK, fine. It’s galvanized. But I had rust around the windshield when I bought it. I fixed it, but then decided I no longer wanted to expose it to the elements. Salt – Oklahoma salts the bridge decks in the winter. Enough said. Air Conditioning – I love Porsche, but the a/c installed in the mid-year 911s was an afterthought, a hat-tip to the American market. My car had documentation going back to 1984 showing repeated attempts to get the a/c working. Call me spoiled, but the 911 in an Oklahoma August was a FURNACE. A/C, face it folks, it ain’t gonna happen. Bottom line – I wasn’t driving it the way I should have. When I showed the car to the prospective, and soon to be new owner, I showed him the documentation I had. I surprised myself as I did so with all of the things I had done to it over the years. Oil changes of course, but brakes, tires, and major maintenance. Valve adjustments and brake fluid flushes. And on and on. I was proud of the care I have given to my 911. It was loved and appreciated for all of the fun a 911 can bring. But it was time to move on. The new owner is a PCA member from Ozark Lakes Region. We talked for quite a while about the strengths and weaknesses of the SC generation. He understood and asked pointed questions about the 915 gearbox and the paint quality. I really enjoyed meeting him and his wife when they came and looked at the car. And I feel like it’s going to a good home. Kind of like a kitten you’re parting with. PCA is a wonderful club – this was reinforced to me as I sold my beloved 911. The new owner offered a deposit, but I declined. “You’re a PCA member?” I’ll take your word. Best wishes with the car. And please take good care of her. Zone 5 Party Sunday, July 8 from 4:30-5:30pm Windgate Plaza/Grand Foyer Light snacks and a cash bar will be available No RSVP required.
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