Nothing like Whitey one bites at the porcelain palace for a road trip. You also need to get an Italian beef.
White Castle. Yum.
At Carl Heideman's place.
At The Tire Rack.
Our trip was fueled by White Castle.
We made a few pit stops on the way back, none of which involved guys wielding air guns.
Another stop on the way home: our editor's brother's house.
Before saying goodbye to Atlanta, we visited an Atlanta Region autocross. No, we just watched.
The rest of the trip was rather uneventful. We ate well, though.
Our car spent most of its life in California, but Andy had it trucked to his new home in Chicago late last year. We had to fetch the car, but it was a nice drive home to Florida.
On our first stop, we filled the 911 with gas and our bellies with White Castle. From Chicago, we headed east to regular contributor Carl Heideman’s place in Holland, Mich.
After hanging with Carl, we headed south into Indiana, stopping at The Tire Rack and Hoosier Tires along the way.
As we traveled farther south—stopping for a few more White Castle meals—the Porsche continued to run flawlessly. That’s right, no problems at all. We stopped in Atlanta to visit family and an Atlanta Region autocross, then headed on to GRM world headquarters with no drama at all.
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