In 1965 my father came home on night with a yellow mustang. I LOVED it but he didn’t so the next day he took it back an came home with ‘64 Porsche SC that looked just like the car in your picture except it had two grills sids by side in the back and it was silver. At the time, I thought it looked like a frog but it grew on me and that is the car I learned to drive in and drove everyday to high school. It had black leather, bucket seats and seats in the back flipped up (they were so small no one but a child could ride back there). The floorboard carpet was absolutely the harshest material I’ve ever seen. I have glorious memories of that car!I was bitten by the Porsche bug in 1964 when my Dad brought this '62 356B 1600 Super home. Me on the right at 10 - and my brother on the left at 11. Skateboarding was trending!