After much searching and looking for a perfect candidate, I finally found her. 1974 Porsche 914 2.0 with matching numbers and barely any rust.
Cranny and I took the trek to North Hollywood to pick her up. After a short trip on Roscoe blvd to In and Out burger, we decided the clutch wouldn't hold all the way back to Venice.
After a few trips to the local Pep Boys, a few starts and stops and some clutch cable adjustments, we made the call to have her towed.
5 hours after calling a tow truck on a Friday rush hour down the 405, she got back home.
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