There was an amusing little Easter egg on one of my Christmas bags: a little alphanumeric code on the bottom that should look familiar to anyone who's spent grueling hours digging through the Porsche parts catalogue.

Sure enough, there's a part number for gift bags. Fill one with replacements for stuff I've broken on the race car and I'll be a happy little elf.

Everything must have an assigned reference number to keep it all in order. We can't have gift bags getting lost in ze system. Nein, sir.

This may border on hyper-organized overkill, but given how many times having the right part number on hand has saved my bacon, I can't help but smile a little at seeing one under the tree.