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Byline: PHIL BERG
I'll come out here on a Saturday,'' says developer Lane Mally about his restored 1950s repair shop in suburban Detroit, "and my wife calls and says, `When are you coming home?' I just lose all track of time.''
Mally was born and raised in Detroit, and he's intensely proud of it. He doesn't want to follow the trend and is staying despite the perpetually gray skies (economic, emotional and otherwise).
He's proud because Detroit taught Mally to love, of all things, Porsches. They're in his blood. Back when he was growing up in the Motor City, Mally bought a strangely engineered thing called a Beetle, a 25-hp 1954 coupe, which he drove far more miles than he should have without ever adjusting the sensitive valves of the air-cooled engine.
"I knew it was under-powered, but I just didn't have the money for something stronger,'' he says. Still, the car wouldn't die. He cruised Woodward Avenue-the historic strip between Square Lake Road and 10 Mile Road-among scores of '57 Chevy Bel Airs and flathead Ford ...