I had to deal with Jimmy Page a few times in Atlanta as a Porsche tech. Every time some one bought a new Porsche A Master Porsche tech had to show the new owner how it was made and how to use all the features. I was sent to his place 2 different times to drop off a new Porsche to him. Both times he just said "leave it in the driveway". I pissed him off both times by taking the car back to the dealer I was working for. He was pissed that now he had to come to me. When a master tech gets a new Porsche in from Germany The tech that does the original inspection is responsible for the car until the owner gets it from the tech, not the salesman.
Cool memory.
I dated his ex wife a couple of times and shes was way out crazy.
And here I just wanted to shake the hand that produced so many iconic riffs. Who was the girl?
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