Slipstream - December 2018

Mavs & Mochas: Pearl Cup Coffee
By Pat Carmichael
The frost was literally on the pumpkin this morning.
When I arrived, thanks to the sun being out, it was up
to 33 degrees from 30 when I got up. Brrrrr . . . . But
despite the weather, this month’s Mavs & Mochas was
amazingly well-attended, with over 125 cars, and,
considering the weather, it would certainly qualify as a
gathering of the faithful. Coats, hats, and gloves were
the uniform of the day, but a few hardy souls were in
light jackets and maybe a cap. I did notice that, once
they got parked, almost all scooted over to the Pearl
Cup Coffee Shop for a warm beverage and treat, as the
line was about out the door. All, after stocking up with
something warm, it was back out to join the crowd of
enthusiasts first accumulating around the 16 or so 964s
and then exploring the diverse collection of P-cars. Of
special note, was a new GTS Club Coupe (blue and
awesome), the first I have seen in person. All were fun
to see and we experienced lots of great camaraderie;
another great Mavs & Mochas!
photos by Bill Orr & Michael Durovick
Member Story: My Wife is Always Right, Always Right
By William Shirk
Up until about a year and a half ago I admired
Porsche from afar. As chance would have it, at that time
my wife Cindy and I found our search for a new SUV
had taken us to the showroom of a Porsche dealership
looking at Cayennes. While we waited for the salesman
to bring one around to test drive, I walked the floor
(this is as bright as petting puppies). Standing next to a
brand new Cayman S, I admired her and yes, lovingly
stroked her haunches imagining what could be. While
I stood there my wife walked up to me and asked what
was on my mind. I said that what I REALLY wanted was
this lovely example of German engineering. Without
hesitation she said, “So buy one.”
Now we all have events in our lives (dependent on
length) for which we will remember where we were
when they happened. When Kennedy was shot, when
Neil Armstrong stepped out on the moon, when our
daughter was born, when I was told it was OK to buy a
Porsche mid-engine machine. I wasn’t sure I had gotten
her comment right, and sheepishly I asked her to say it
again. She said, “If you want a Cayman S, buy one,”
only this time she added a qualifier of “a nice used one.”
Our friend Tatiana has a Panamera, and Cindy has
gone with her on a few road rallies, after which she
mentioned that we ought to get a Porsche and join in
the fun. Well, she says that she said it, but IF I heard
that in the past, I must have passed it off as just an
offhand comment. But here I was with a green light to
join the club!
Fast forward about 10 days and we had adopted a
2007 Carmine Red Cayman S, and she (yes, all things
of strength and beauty are feminine; the same goes with
aircraft and ships) rests in our garage and gets taken
out on weekends to stretch her legs and participate in
various driving events.
Something I earned in the Marines: when they
tell you your jet will go 1.8 times the speed of
sound, you are duty-bound to check it out.
When Porsche says your car will go 173 mph, you
are duty-bound to confirm it. Thank God for some of
those stretches of roads in west Texas around Marfa.
And yes, we did pick up a Cayenne as my daily driver
a month or two later as well!
24 December