As I walk into my grandparent's house I don't hear anyone inside the house, but I know exactly where to find my Grandpa. I walk through the kitchen and down the stairs into the garage. His pride and joy a white and blue 1973 Porsche Carerra RS sits ready in the garage. while the car, of course, has monetary value he never talks about that. We sit in the garage and talk about specs and history. Things I will always remember about the car: driving down Pacific Coast Highway wind whipping through my hair, the rumble of the engine behind the seat, the stress of the week is lifted away as the weekend approaches. As the sun begins to set over the Pacific we climb into the mountains.T the car handles the winding road with ease.  We reach the summit just in time to see the sun disappear over the horizon. Those drives are the memories  I won't forget.   

– Q

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