Tan lines and prickly pears. Stones over Beatles. Freckles and Italian icecream. Beach hair, a cool head and an orange bonnet. Tight bends and high speed turns. Open sky, the engine purrs. City lights and desert rain. The Santa Ana winds will blow it all away.
So-Cal Porschephiles have embodied the myth of the outrageously hedonistic Porsche for generations. But Under the Sun is a tribute to more than just cars. It is a road trip away from the paths most traveled, a shift in the gears of life. As the sun sets over the Pacific and the lights of the metropolis twinkle in the rearview mirror. Windows rolled down, all night self-service.