Letters from the Front John Pezaris, Pasadena, California, 21 August 1995. HOT METAL AND OIL The smell of joy is the scent of oil burning off exhaust pipes which have sat idle for too long. The sound of power is the barely muffled scream of an air cooled high performance six cylinder engine at full throttle. The essence of impression is the constantly turning heads as a small, red, obviously overpowered car roars by. The feeling of excitment is the leap to ignition, the rough, threatening idle, and the lateral pull of nearly 1 g. Yes, friends, tonight, for the first time in months, my 914-6 went (illegaly) around the block. It was great. Man, what a car. - pz. Next Letter, Previous Letter, Start Again Copyright (C) 1995, J. S. Pezaris, All Rights Reserved.