Standing in the pickup zone at the Austin airport, I felt the immense humidity of that part of Texas. As a man of the High Plains, much further north on the map, I felt the powerful heat that holds that rain-soaked part of the Lone Star State during the summer. Then the giddiness of low altitude was surpassed by the sight of a baby blue Porsche 911 Carrera. Led by its impact bumper, a sure sign it’s a 1974+ model, the little nine-eleven glided to the curb. My ride was here in glowing, but still vintage-appealing Miami Blue.
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