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The other day, while driving down the road in a flash flood/tornado conditions, I started to second guess my decision to drive a 356C coupe everyday. Yet, there is a certain charm to wiping the windshield with a spare T-shirt (manual defroster) and keeping it real with a six volt battery (certainly make sure your wiper motors are up to snuff).

Even adjusting the Becker radio ever twenty five-minutes to keep the station you’ve worked so hard to keep playing is a mystic art. I have found that the 356C coupe rewards me everyday with a new tactile experience of smells and sounds. Perhaps, I’m just happy to have fallen in love with Signal Red 356C T6 Coupe with an aftermarket sunroof installed (blasphemy to the 356 faithful). Something I didn’t see happening.