beer run




words and photos by adam blauer

There it was; waiting patiently in the driveway, covered in a little mixture of dirt, fallen leaves and a few spots of bird shit…my 1994 Slate Grey M030 968. 

I’ll be the first to admit, it’s been a bit neglected since my son was born 13 months ago, and rarely gets driven other than to and from PCA autocross events at Moore Airfeild / Fort Devens in Ayer, MA. 

Luckily, my mom had my son for the afternoon, and after a labor intensive afternoon digging up a brick walkway in my backyard, I needed a beer. One problem…my fridge was all out of my go-to Heady Topper. Solution? Head to the nearest liquor store, 2 miles away.