I remember it like it was yesterday. I was a sophomore in high school, and my friends and I had the bright idea to check out the Los Angeles Auto Show. We all piled into an old beat-up Ford Crown Victoria that was a police car in its previous life and still had spotlights and some reflective decals on the doors. The driver didn’t even have a license, but at least he had a learner’s permit, which was good enough for a 15-year-old.
I took along my dad’s bulky Nikon N90 film camera to snap some photos. I had no idea what I was doing, but it was an absolute blast. I don’t even think I ever got those photos developed, but regardless, this was the first time checking out the show without our parents watching over us, so it was fun to say the least.
Every time the show came around my favorite section was always the Porsche booth. (more…)