You read that right. TheHoff is now 34 years old and going strong. And dare I say looking more handsome as ever as time proves good design is timeless. I’ve spent a fair deal of time thinking about the life and times that this particular car has enjoyed. I say enjoyed because clearly this Porsche 944 has been well loved during its lifetime. There’s no sign of misuse or neglect like many older “poor mans Porsche’s” have suffered. No, TheHoff has been loved for certain. Is it concours, of course not. This has never been a car that has not stood still for long. It’s owners have seen to it that it had all it needed mechanically while they smiled putting on the miles. This is no garage queen. This is a driven Porsche. You can tell if a car has been loved. Simply by looking at its interior. At thirty four this interior looks almost like it left the showroom last Christmas - TheHoff was built in December. People have looked at the interior and marvelled - it’s a love
It’s fair to say that I’ve put on more miles today that I did last year in TheHoff... and it was darn good fun. I decided today would be a good day to head south east in search of backcountry lanes and rack up some mileage. This car is way too good to sit my garage with other project cars getting attention. Thankfully, I can pull the 944 out, fire it up and hit the tarmac. That exhaust note... Anyway, TheHoff eventually found the coastline and having forgotten to take my passport (haha), I followed the signs to the Battle of Britain memorial - a place I’ve passed many times heading to the continent. If you’ve not been here, it’s worth stopping by. It’s rather moving and on a clear day you can see France - which is rather poignant as that’s the direction from which our hero’s foes approached. All in all about 125 miles today which really cleared out any remaining cobwebs. Happy days.