I made a post a couple of days ago about my crazy drive to Texas to pick a 2000 Boxster S. I drove 8.5 hours from New Orleans to just west of Dallas to this new dealership called Auto America.

A little bit of background for those who don't know or don't remember: I had previously owned a 2001 Boxster S... which caught fire. We never really determined the exact cause, but I suspect an IMS Bearing failure had something to do with it. Anyway— after that, I was a bit wary of getting back into a Boxster again, so I went with something familiar: a 2007 Ford Mustang GT.

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I had owned a 2008 Bullitt Mustang before the Boxster and really loved it, so these seemed like a safe bet. (The Bullitt was also destroyed, but in an accident. I was t-boned by an suv and there was frame damage, engine damage, so much that it was totalled. Yes, I have *horrible* luck with cars.)

I enjoyed driving this Mustang, but it never felt as natural and pleasurable as the Boxster had.

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I took it to a High Performance Driver's Education day at NOLA Motorsports Park, and that made me like it a bit more— at least as a track vehicle, but it still didn't feel quite right during day to day driving.

After a few months of ownership, I found myself thinking more and more about what the Boxster felt like. I started scouring ads on Craiglist, Ebay, Porsche Club listings— and started seeing what I could get for the blue book value of my Mustang.

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And then I found it. Silver, the same color as my previous Boxster— and more importantly, an S model. It had all of the most desirable options: a manual transmission, a hardtop, even the fancy Litronic HID headlights! AND it was listed for *under the blue book value of my car.* The ad even stated that they also buy cars and would do appraisals by phone. I realized I could actually do it. I sent an email, and prepared to call the dealership the next morning.

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I was too excited. Like omglisdgiuhoansrhpiHSENRH I'MGONNAGETABOXSTER excited!

A week later (thanks to the snowstorm that hit Dallas), I found myself packing up for the long drive. I was going to make the drive to Texas in the Mustang, have them appraise it, and hopefully the Boxster would meet all the requirements and they would give me enough money at the least for an even trade (although I was really hoping to receive a large check as well.) My dad volunteered to come with me, and we both carefully packed only as much as we could fit in the Boxster if things worked out the way we hoped.

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The drive itself was... well, horrible. Not at first. But the last three hours or so were pure torture. I was mentally exhausted from a day of driving, and my upper right leg was incredibly sore. It was tough, but we made it. We got to Auto America, and we could hardly believe what we were seeing. "THIS is a CAR DEALERSHIP?!" It looked like some kind of fancy campus. I was excited. I walked inside. I was even more excited. There was every kind of awesome car you could imagine on the show floor (and I wish now that I had brought my camera along.) There was a Ferrari F430, what looked like a Testarossa, a Cayman, a last gen Viper and a new Viper, tons of M BMW's, a new Corvette Stingray, a Camaro Z28, a Hennesey Camaro, a new Boss 302 and a previous gen GT500. It was like walking into my dream garage. After gawking at all of these cars for a minute, we were greeted and started the process.

Long story short, I bought the Boxster, made money on the trade, pay less for insurance now (SOMEHOW?!) and drove the 500 miles back home quite comfortably. And I couldn't be happier. Now for what you REALLY came for, some car porn:

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(couldn't resist playing with the saturation on this one— We have christmas lights up and the long exposure cast a weird blue glow over the front that I didn't like.)

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The blue glow looks really nice here though.

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A pretty present from myself to put under the tree this year.

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Fancy Litronic lights— but wait, what's that in the corner?

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It has freaking headlight washers!? Alrighty then!

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Artsy fartsy shot. As indicated by the intake, the engine is in the correct position. Not like those silly 911's.

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Another thing about all of the cars at that dealership— they were all impossibly clean. Even after the trip home, this car is still super shiny. Kudos to them.

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Probably the only part that isn't clean. Those big brakes dust like crazy, but they feel so good.

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Mmm, three-spoke.

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Some people think the interior of this car is ugly, but I think it's beautifully simple. I love it.

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It's dwarfed in comparison to my dad's challenger.

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I suppose his car is nice, too. :P

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I'm in love again.

Edit: Some of my photos appear to have been Kinja'd, so here's a link to the gallery on Flickr.