Funny story about this car. My dad was a jokester for sure, on my 16th birthday, 1988, my mom and I met him at the River Room restaurant in Georgetown SC my favorite place at the time. Pulling in I see a nice new red 944 turbo parked up front. Over dinner my dad slides me a set of keys with a pretty leather key fob embossed with the Porsche logo and says happy birthday. I literally almost crapped my pants, I think I just got the car, but even better, that was in the movie 16 Candles. This wasn’t to far fetched given my sister got a 1967 911s, white, black perforated leather seats, Nardi wheel, wicker mats, Webasto top, as her first car. We go to leave and dad grabs the keys and gets a chuckle. Luckily I was gifted with the sense of humor to think it was pretty funny and not get butt hurt like a brat. Turns out one of his buddies hurt his ankle so they traded cars for a few weeks, dad had a BMW 535i auto at the time.
So it doesn’t sound too ostentatious the 911 my sis got in 1981 was $3600 about the price of a Civic. Although there aren’t any 81 Civics worth about 200k today.