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Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #303563 in Books
• Published on: 2005-09-01
• Original language: English
• Number of items: 1
• Binding: Paperback
• 224 pages

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• ISBN13: 9781592287925
• Condition: NEW
• Notes: Brand New from Publisher. No Remainder Mark.
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From Publishers Weekly
Wilkinson’s spunky and entertaining memoir is a yarn-spinning and wise-cracking romp over the author’s many occupations, hobbies, blunders and idiosyncrasies. Bored after finishing an addition on his house and building an airplane, Wilkinson, automotive editor at Conde Naste Traveler, turns his antsy, irrepressible need to tinker on a well-used 1983 Porsche 911—and two years and $60,000 later, he has a car worth far more in hard-earned experience than blue-book value. Among other misadventures, Wilkinson recounts how he spent his undergraduate years at Harvard under the hood of a 1936 Ford Phaeton; his ill-fated tenure as the editor of Car and Driver magazine; his small-plane reconnaissance missions over Kansas for the leader of the American Indian Movement; and a stint as a teenage merchant marine in South Asia, where he survived two typhoons, helmed a 10,000-ton freighter and witnessed a drowning off the docks in Saigon. The author also offers up philosophical musings on the manias of car aficionados, the weirdness of German engineering and the importance of crankshaft-to-bearing clearances and proper torquing technique. Although there is a good deal of shop talk and automotive jargon, it is a testament to Wilkinson’s writing skills that he can make his description of the unbolting of a transaxle as engaging as his stories about crashing test cars and absconding with the company jet to visit his girlfriend. The author’s nerdy enthusiasm and sassy wit will be irresistible to both the technically disinclined and the die-hard gear head.
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Review

From the Back Cover
I took to explaining that I was simply spending two years and $70,000 to make a brand-new 1983 Porsche that would never in my lifetime be worth more than twenty grand, tops. It was like the MasterCard commercials: “Car, $10,500. Parts, $59,500. Experience, priceless.” A few people got it, most didn’t. This book is for the people who Get It.
—from the preface

Stephan Wilkinson was looking for something to do. So he bought an old, rundown Porsche and over the next two years tore it apart and rebuilt it in a garage behind his house. The project cost a small fortune, and it started him thinking about many other things.
Quirky, cool, entertaining, and opinionated, The Gold-Plated Porsche captures Wilkinson’s inspired digressions on his various other careers and misadventures. As a less-than-inspired Harvard student he had spent more time working on cars than on the books. During various Harvard sabbaticals he sweated out the lowest scut work available to tour the world as a merchant seaman. He built an airplane in his garage and flew it cross-country. He drove an ambulance. There was a short and unproductive association with a certain marijuana smuggler from Newfoundland, and the former Israeli intelligence officer who sought to entice Wilkinson into a lucrative but illicit career as a pilot. Wilkinson’s flying skills did lead him, eventually, to become the chief, and only, pilot for Dennis Banks - one of the leaders of the controversial American Indian Movement. For a week or so, anyway. And there’s his long and eventful writing career, which included an unfulfilling stint as editor in chief of the prestigious Car and Driver.
As he recounts his own personal history, Wilkinson also waxes eloquent on the history of Porsche, American engineering and culture, status, and his love of flying and of all things mechanical, not to mention the integrity of wedding dress silk for engine repair.
In The Gold-Plated Porsche, Stephan Wilkinson proves himself as adept at crafting a sentence as he is at rebuilding an exquisitely complicated engine.

Customer Reviews

I admit it, I'm the author...
...but I will point out that John Phillips, in Car and Driver, wrote, "Stephan Wilkinson, a C/D Editor in the mid '70s and a current contributor, spends $10,500 to buy a trashed '83 Porsche 911SC. then he invests $59,500 in parts and two years of his time, all of it played out in the confines of a barn behind his house. He emerges with a Porsche worth about $20,000, a car he and daughter Brook share on 'track days' near Wilkinson's home in New Work's Hudson Highlands. A labor of love on two counts.
Although Wilkinson replaced, refurbished or restored every nut and bolt, he describes the process sparingly, recalling as many fiascos as successes. Restaining the car's leather seats. Twin-plugging the cylinder heads. Polishing the engine fan with jeweler's rouge only to watch it corrode again immediately. He created an engine producing 290 horsepower and then had to cut a hole in the hedge to take a maiden test drive.
But this isn't a book about Porsche restoration. It's about Wilkinson's colorful life. A former editor of Flying Magazine, he describes assembling a single-engine airplane from Alaska spruce. He recalls stripping the seats out of publisher Bill Ziff's personal plane to fly to Canada and haul back a Ducati motorcycle lashed to the aircraft's floor. He remembers flying a loaner Cessna over Wounded Knee in South Dakota and subsequently being questioned by the FBI. He recalls summers working abouard a 10,000-ton freighter, with merchant seamen nicknaming himn 'Harvard,' a nod to his alma mater. He describes his gory experiences as a volunteer ambulance driver. And he confesses to an embarrassingly slow lap at Lime Rock, where he once forgot to release a race car's parking brake.
"That, along with the elegant writing, is what makes this book so endearing--the tales are told without ego. wilkinson is amused by life's inevitable disasters and humiliating blow-ups, trotting them out so everyone can laugh. this is half-biography, half 'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance,' less a tale about a machine than a tale about a man enjoying a machine. Quite a few of the, in fact. _Highly_ recommended."

A Fun Read for Anyone Who Loves Nuts and Bolts Adventures
Stephan Wilkinson was the editor for Aviation and Car and Driver. A Harvard graduate, he has spent a lifetime working various projects, including a year at sea, built his own airplane in the garage at home, tested various high-end automobiles for review, and restoring his own collection of fast cars. Part biography, part Zen and the art of Porsche maintenance, this tongue and cheek memoir is a sure thing for many laughs.

Stephan's wife decides he needs a new project and he decides to restore a 1983 SC... a car worth at best, $20,000 in perfect condition. He finds the model he wants in a run down, "as is" exotic car garage in New York City and pays $11,000. Over the next two years and $50,000 in parts later, he had his perfected Porsche. The reader is along for the ride and the enjoyable and humorous look into the culture of the Porsche fanatics and the history of the legendary series of cars.

I am one of those people who finds tightening doorknobs with a screwdriver a major feat of technological achievement. Also, I have never, and probably will never, drive or own a Porsche of any variety. I really enjoyed reading this book, however, as another amateur tackles the famously complex engine of the Porsche. I admire people who seek perfection as much as the author. The point is, this book is a very enjoyable read even for those who don't have a passionate interest in high-end cars and engines. From his ancient wooden barn in upstate New York, Stephan rebuilds and restores his masterpiece. Before the end he takes us back to his many colorful adventures through his numerous jobs and travels.

Here is one of my favorite passages from the book after the arrival of his Porsche:

"What in God's name had I signed up for? In front of me sat a small coupe poised like a hunkered-down toad on its wide, high-speed, Z-rated tires. It was a machine that many people consider to be so incomprehensibly complex that it should only be worked on by people named Dieter and Rolf, imperious Teutons in white shopcoats. Tattered as it was, this was a Porsche, made of aluminum and magnesium, leather and fine steel, hand-assembled in Stuttgart in annual numbers that would have sufficed for a day's production of Ford Tauruses.

What right did I have to tamper with such a jewel?"

Needless to say, anyone who loves cars will devour this book in one or two sittings.

"Your Porsche book is magic. If on picking this up a reader expects a how-to manual on restoring a Porsche 911, he will be disappointed because all you give him is a how-to manual on life. The clear and colorful way you explain difficult and convoluted mechanical functions is pure John McPhee at his best. Your experiences - with cars, as a merchant seaman, as an EMS driver, building airplanes - come together in this glorious tale. Thank you for sharing it."-- Auto Week

Fast-paced and entertaining

I read the entire book in one night. Parts of it are laugh-out-loud funny, such as when the author's wife (with daughter in tow) asks whether the plane the author's building has only two seats on purpose, so that one of the three can live.

A fair amount of Porsche mechanical detail is included, but perhaps not quite enough toward the end of the book. (I'm not saying it has to be to the level of Paul Frere, but a bit more would be nice.) Overall, one of the most entertaining books I've read in quite some time. I'd buy it again.