ABOUT

Hi I'm Jim. That's me on the right, along with my wife, with a huge smile on my face. That's what happens whenever I drive my 2003 Porsche Boxster S. At 20+ years old it's getting up there in age, with a simple black exterior, interior, and top. But as you might have guessed from the website name, it has some awesome red seat belts to give it some pizzazz. So when I saw that redseatbelts.com was available awhile back, I snagged it to throw up some personal photos to have online.

I originally bought the car while a single guy living in NYC as a fun way to escape the city, and make my trips home to Boston more fun. I also quickly found a passionate group of Boxster owners at the Blue Ridge Boxster Summit, and road tripped from Manhattan to North Carolina every year from 2010-2016 to experience amazing camaraderie and twisty roads.

I eventually moved out to Seattle and shipped the car out here. And with a lot of time spent with 2 little kids I don't nearly drive it enough, but whenever I do, it brings that same smile to my face. Enjoy.

EPILOGUE: October, 2025

End of an era! My love of cars started as a kid (yes, I had a Porsche poster in my college dorm room) and the dream became reality in 2009 when I bought a used '03 Boxster S with 44k miles.

It didn't make any sense at all. I lived in Manhattan. The economy was tanking. The closest parking garage I could afford was a 1.1 mile walk to the east river. A bus home to see family in Boston was $20. And yet somehow it made all the sense in the world. Besides, I'd been taking that terrible bus for 8 years, and a Porsche sounded a heck of a lot more fun.

I'd heard about the Blue Ridge Boxster Summit, a group of owners who met each year in North Carolina to drive twisty roads and I was hooked. While debating the 12 hour solo drive, my mom chimed in from the other room (add Boston accent) "Why don'cha take ya fatha!" And with that, my first big adventure was a father-son road trip.

I went on to attend the event 9 times, and their mantra proved true "it's not about the cars, it's about the people." Over the next 16 years, the car brought me smiles on the east coast and then in Seattle.

Alas, after 50,000 miles of fun, it felt like it was time to say goodbye ... too much rain, too much traffic, and two kids under 5 didn't leave much time for driving.

Here's where things came full circle.

After posting the car for sale, the offers starting pouring in. Some serious, some low-ball, and some from just a few miles away. I wanted it to go to a good home. Enter Garrett, a 24-year-old from California who was willing to fly to Seattle to check out the car.

We got on the phone and he told me his story ... when he was a teenager, his dad had this same Boxster but another driver hit it and totaled it, and he wanted one ever since. His dad was a car guy, with a 911 and a Mustang in the garage, this was the perfect car, and they planned to do a father-son road trip back home. I was sold.

So with that, the car's in great hands, I have a new BFF, and Garrett now has his dream car. As I told him, while the car might come with some costs, but unfulfilled dreams cost a lot more.