A-O-A, Guth,
When I was moving closer to the Porsche to take some pictures of it from the rear end I noticed that the driver was still inside the car; and he was twisting around and staring at me with a “what the hell are you doing” look on his face. So, I kept walking in the direction of the sidewalk and moved on down the boulevard. I don’t like to bother people.
I’m going to go back there again next Sunday and if the same Porsche is there I’ll try and get some pictures of the back end name plate and badge.
All the best,
Mike