words and shots by andy mcculley

“Tubby” – the name my dad affectionately gave to his 1956 356 A. This is the pale yellow, bathtub shaped relic from the 1950’s that initiated my love for Porsche’s. My dad had owned the car since before I was born, and I first developed my love for it while I was still a toddler. It had such a quirky shape and was unique even among vintage cars. The design was simple; it didn’t have sidepipes, a low-slung stance, or even a big engine… but it had personality. 


words by andy mcculley photos by felix stobinski

“To me, the Autobahn is synonymous for freedom; a freedom to respect and sustain — without question. The thrill of legally driving one's car to the limit is just indescribable.”