Time Off for Good Behavior

Well, my sports car friend convinced me that, having gotten the flathead running yesterday, I was entitled to some time off for a Saturday morning road trip. And, he was right. I sure needed it after Friday. Emotional roller coaster: had to put my ill cat to sleep in the morning, followed by the victory of the motor starting in the afternoon.

Anyway, got away for a great morning's drive with my friend and several other like-minded car folks, most of whom enjoy European sports cars, as you'll see in the following photos. The deal is, we start with breakfast at one house or shop, drive for about an hour on beautiful back roads, end up somewhere for coffee/visit, turn around and head back a different way, catch up for lunch, and call it a day. I felt my blood pressure drop several points today, especially once we hit the straightaways!

This was our ride for the morning ('62 Porsche 356, still running 6 volt!):
Here's the house we stopped at for mid-morning coffee (like straight out of Sunset magazine):
And here's a look back at the pack that ran today:
I was so zonked from Friday, not enough sleep, and the morning, that upon wrenching just a bit in the garage, I conked out on the floor for about 20 minutes before I had to get ready for a local performing arts offering (longhair music).

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