But then, you've got to be a bit of an exhibitionist to drive something that attracts this much attention. Sure, in most major cities the sight of a Porsche 911 isn't exactly unusual, but all onlookers pay their respects when a Turbo drives by. Young boys' jaws drop, young men look on in yearning lust, the middle-aged work harder and invest smarter with the eternal hope of retiring rich, while old men are envious that their life's work didn't bear sufficient fruit to ever acquire the car of their dreams - which more often than not was, and still is a Porsche.
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| In most major cities the sight of a Porsche 911 isn't exactly unusual, but all onlookers pay their respects when a Turbo drives by. (Photo: Trevor Hofmann, Canadian Auto Press) |
I have to admit it is for me. While at my writer's salary a 1973 911 S is probably all I'll be able to afford, with an RS a dream to aspire too, a brand new Turbo is unlikely to enter my life on a permanent basis. I still count myself lucky to even have the opportunity to spend a week at a time in something so exotic, but giving it back is like ending the weeklong fling of a lifetime - an emotional pain all its own.
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| For a car that starts at $173,400, you'd expect the interior to be made of higher quality plastics. (Photo: Trevor Hofmann, Canadian Auto Press) |
But just like a passionately beautiful woman, the 911 isn't without its flaws. While improved over the years its interior plastics aren't up to the level expected in the $100,000 plus category, let alone a car ranging from $173,400 to $256,405 when all its many options are added up. I suppose there's an argument that hard plastics are lighter in weight than those covered in lacquers, but that's hardly a strong case.
