I bought my first sports car, a used
Daimler SP-250, when I was in school. It ran well but it'd been wrecked,
poorly repaired with a non-standard body, and otherwise abused by previous
owners. I drove it until multiple problems sidelined it.
Me at 21. College guy in his first
Compare post-wreck non-standard bodywork
to tailfins on #100127 below.
#101232 became a parts car for my second
SP-250, #100127, which was my daily driver for two decades. My Daimlers
were fast, pretty much reliable, but very flawed. The doors could,
and did, fly open. The steering column was a spear pointed right
at my heart. And the brakes once failed completely when a single
brake line cracked.
||Beautiful scenery, so-so car.
That's me with my second Daimler at Montana
De Oro State Park near San Luis Obispo.
Look closely, you'll see the bungee cord
holding the door closed. This fix "kind of" worked.
See an SP-250 at speed at Santa Barbara in May, 1962.
|I moved to the L.A. area in 1995.
Driving my manual shift Daimler in traffic was bad, but when a truck pulled
up next to me, its exhaust pipe 18" from my face, I knew I had to make
|I sold my Daimler and all my spares
to a restorer in Australia and bought a 1984 Porsche
928S. This ultimate luxury cruiser was, contrary to reputation,
dead reliable and a joy to own and drive in all ways.
My 928 on the Big Sur coast, Spring,
1997. Note "Ziegelrotmetallik" paint.
I could scare myself pissless in corners
without getting near its limits, and cruise easily at 125 mph on cop-free
I sold the car in August, 1999, and I
still wish I hadn't.
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