What will $1,000 get you today in the world of old Porsches? Well, apparently not much. You could buy this half-a-912, but I’m not sure what you would do with it. The title is missing, but the seller thinks that a new one could be obtained. They list it as a flood/water damage title though. With early cars bringing so much, perhaps you could still come out ahead by parting it out? It’s located in Alexandria, Minnesota and is listed here on eBay with the option to bid or buy it now. Not surprisingly, there are already a couple of bids. Take a look and let us know if there’s an upside to this frontside.
“The title is missing”? How about “Half of a 912 doesn’t mean you get a 906”?
This should get the grafted ‘pickup’ treatment the Beetle had yesterday.
more like a 456 comrade.
I’m thinking a bed for Jr.
I say throw it back in the lake it came out of to be a habitat for blue gill.
As the saying goes, a fool and his money are soon parted from each other. It amazes what people will try to sell, and yet there are buyers. This car should be on a scrap pile somewhere.
Judging by the seller’s user name and location, this must be Chris Runge, an incredible metal craftsman, who could make the rest of this car from raw materials, no doubt. Do a web search for “Runge Porsche”.
At least the seller isn’t trying to get like $20k for it!!
The buyer may be a flipper who will try to get 20K. One could always make an interesting sign.
That’s a cool place in Mosier, Oregon – and a great place to either buy a part for your classic Porsche or an ice cream cone – they sell both there! Stephen is a great guy and a friend.
Graft it to the back half of a Gremlin and have the world’s first Porsche hatchback?
The 924, 928, 944, Cayman, Panamera, Macan, and Cayenne don’t count as hatchbacks?
I guess, sure. You’ve already put way more thought into it than I did. : )
What??? The boys at Beverly Hills Hair Club or Cosmopolitan Motors haven’t grabbed this one yet?
“Half a Porsche is better than none”?
Well, you know, two hours after giving Homer some instructions, Mrs. Smith answered her door and there was Homer, standing outside with a brush and bucket of remaining white house paint in hand. He said simply, “I finished the painting job, but that’s no Porch, it’s a Mercedes . . . “