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The first Porsche car I ever saw was a 356. It was during a school trip to France, which included a visit to the Palace of Versailles. The most memorable thing about the day was that silver shape moving slowly past the visitors in the gardens. I ran to see what it was and it drove right past me, its vestigial bumpers seeming only millimetres above the ground, its wheels with their huge chrome hub caps almost completely hidden from view, its air-cooled exhaust note clattering.