From the Porsche of station wagons to the station wagon of Porsches, my life has come full circle. At the dawn of the 1980's I bought my first car, a dirt-brown 1972 Pontiac Safari station wagon. My brother-in-law assured me of what a cream puff this car would be. Unfortunately, the car turned out to be a dud. For that matter, so did he. The inside was cavernous. A landscape featuring acres of brown vinyl as far as the eye could see. Under the dashboard, I installed an FM converter to augment the factory AM radio. The cargo hold was large enough to carry the needed crates of oil, starter spray, tools, jumper cables and spare parts that were required to keep the vehicle running back and forth to school or work. On weekends I would use my inadequate tools and marginal mechanical abilities repair the larger items that failed on a weekly basis. For example, I vividly remember replacing the muffler, lying on my back, in the cold, damp winter wind, whacking away at the old muffler with a hammer and chisel, rust falling in my eyes, neck muscles failing, fingers numb and bleeding. The car displaced unknown tonnage and featured an engine powered by eight squirrels. The steering, suspension and braking performance gave me the feeling of being a cruise ship captain, perhaps Captain Stubing of the Love Boat. Every time I slid behind the wheel, I was "setting a course for adventure" and occasionally some "romance!" But alas, my heart was yearning for another car. Along the back of the Pontiac, in white plastic, adhesive lettering, I wrote the following, "P O R S C H E". I thought it might make my car seem a little like a 928. It didn't. Years later, I bought a 944S2, and later upgraded to a 968. Although these are very fast, agile sports cars, I also consider them to be the station wagon of Porsches. By folding down the rear seats, you can fit an amazing amount of stuff inside. For example, I can easily fit 4 wheels and tires inside (in addition to the spare). And when other people have to fuss with complicated, ugly bicycle racks, some of which risk paint or body damage, I just unclip my front wheel, and toss the whole thing in the back of my 968. Once I even picked up an entire office desk at the mall (disassembled) and was able to close the hatch and all doors leaving barely enough room for the driver. The front engine, rear hatchback design is a good one and it's a shame Porsche no longer makes one. Based on their current design efficiency methods, maybe they could make one out of 911 and Boxster parts. For example they could take a 911, make the seats, steering wheel and other controls face the other way and there you're 80% of the way there! Seriously though, I'd rather seem them make a front-engined sports car than an SUV. I'll end with an interesting "factoid" about what type of Porsches Northeast Region members own. Front engine: 29%, mid engine: 7%, rear engine: 64%.