words and photos by felix page

Awakening one autumn morning in Luxembourg, my ferry would sail from France in the afternoon whilst my own bed awaited that evening in Cardiff, Wales.  This was a challenge the 924 would take in its stride. 

 
 

words and photos by felix page

The first car is one that everyone will remember and it's one I hope to hold onto.  The story starts with a gold metallic Porsche 924, which I have a vague recollection of from early childhood.  

It lived on a road nearby, with a gaudy blanket thrown over the back seats, reeking of both neglect and adventure.  At the time, my Dad was driving around in a Sierra XR4x4 and generally instilling an intense interest in cars for me.  However, it was this little brown wedge which caught my imagination.

 
 

words and photos by felix page

Keeping up your enthusiasm for a classic car can be difficult over winter, with conditions not always favourable.  If you're using your car everyday, then it can become a chore to de-ice the windscreen in the morning and if it's dark and wet when you leave work, suddenly taking the long way home loses its appeal.  As for DIY maintenance, the daylight hours are significantly reduced and cutting cold knuckles always seems to hurt more.  But perhaps the weather I experience in the UK is simply not cold enough?